Chapter 60

After countless sleepless nights, I surprisingly caught some solid z's on the flight.

In my dreams, Antonio's face kept showing up, like he was just waiting for me there.

Back when we were just seven, we used to play games together.

He'd tell me he was the groom, and I was the prettiest bride.

When we turned eighteen, we made that game real.

He vowed to hustle hard and give me a grand wedding.

But when did things start to fall apart between us?

Did it start after Stella showed up, or was it before that?

I couldn't even remember it anymore.

Antonio had been the center of my world for as long as I could remember.

No matter how much I tried to stay cool and get over him, it felt like my insides were being torn apart.

Once I landed, I didn't even have the guts to turn on my phone.

"Grace!"

My mom was waving at me, standing out in a sea of

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foreigners.

It had been ages since we last saw each other..

She wasn't the same woman I remembered, sitting on the couch, crying, waiting for my dad to come home.

She was older, but she exuded more charm than before.

"You've grown so much," she said, her voice filled with wonder.

My mom kept touching my face, saying sorry over and over again.

I just let go and hugged her tight.

I said, "Mom, I'm not holding it against you.

said I should love myself first

my mom and I both made the

Antonio's been calling

1. me.

tried to dry my tears, but hers started

all

was blowing up with calls

could even catch up on the

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coming in.

he said, his voice laden

the whole world on

heard Antonio

Tw

back in the picture, why was

"Grace, have you read

true.

I promise you. She's just like a

in the tears you've left on my journal

feeling kind of spaced

that you think you're obligated to stay with me, but that's why I'm walking away. It's to set us both free, to

you happy with

"Why the tears?"

shining moment, the highlight of his darkest

brilliant, the

wiped that period from his memory that I put

top.

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was living it up with Stella, soaking in

my bank account

mistakes.

the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever it took

till I was senseless, so wasted

of that registered with

was the heady, fantastical ride Stella

chest, lying to me that it was a reminder

hard times, a symbol to keep

driven.

he truly yearned to keep alive was his

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