Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 98

Because he figured that if it didn’t concern him, if they weren’t on his radar, why should he waste time on someone he didn’t care about?

Then, Quintessa left.

Tyrone mulled it over for a few days, but still felt that she was just a one–night stand with a bit of intrigue, not worth his prolonged attention. In the past three years, he’d jet off to Serenitia for a mix of vacation and business, yet he never once thought to check on Quintessa.

While he lounged in five–star hotels, savoring gourmet meals, Quintessa was out there somewhere, struggling to get her hands on a slice of bread to stave off hunger,

Tyrone had his grip tightened on the documents, which featured a photo of Quintessa. On the snow–covered streets, she walked alone, in thin clothes, her face marked with distinct bruises.

Her eyes were colder than the snowflakes that settled on her.

Suddenly, Tyrone didn’t know what attitude he should adopt for their next meeting.

For the first time in his life, he realized that he might have made a mistake.

-Tyrone, you better pray you don’t fall for me, otherwise.

echoed in

calm and weak, but that underlying resentment sent chills down his spine.

the documents scattered to the floor, burying his feet.

pity for others; he’d seen people in worse straits than Quintessa.

the mere thought of Quintessa’s plight made his chest feel tight

was a feeling he’d never experienced

until he finally went up. He stood for an hour outside her door, but he didn’t make it ringing the bell

he

know how to face Quintessa.

found it ridiculous that he’d come to know

p.m., Tyrone returned

living room, with her face slathered in a beauty mask, engrossed in her favorite drama series. She followed it religiously, staying up late

miffed to bother with him. Normally, she’d have asked: “Tyrone, you’re back. Have you eaten?

”

still irritated with

talking, Tyrone just

and stopped, saying, “Mom, if you did something

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