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 before seeking

mom and I both made

been calling non-stop,"

1. me.

my tears, but hers started

choose, I'm with you all the

with

could even catch up on the latest,

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coming in.

he said, his voice laden

the whole world on

Antonio this worked up

Tw

puzzled. With Stella back in the picture, why was he still

explain, "Grace, have you read my journal? It's

true.

nothing going on with Stella. I promise you. She's just

must be heartbroken. I can see it in the tears you've left on my journal pages. I've been remiss, but

feeling kind of spaced

with me, but that's why I'm walking

happy with

"Why the tears?"

Antonio's diary, Stella was his shining moment, the highlight of

was the most brilliant, the most vivid chapter of his

that I put in the work

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he was living it up with Stella, soaking

was the one emptying my bank

mistakes.

groveling to business associates, doing whatever

downing drinks till I was senseless, so wasted I nearly lost

that

he held onto was the heady,

name tattooed on his chest, lying to me that it

times, a

driven.

truly yearned to keep alive was his fiery

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