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.

words echoed in

weak, but that underlying resentment sent chills down his

scattered to the floor, burying

others; he’d

mere thought of Quintessa’s plight made his chest feel

feeling he’d never experienced

for three or four hours until he finally went up. He

he was

didn’t know how

ridiculous that he’d come to know what ‘fear‘ was in his

10 p.m., Tyrone

her face slathered in a beauty mask, engrossed in her favorite drama series. She followed it religiously, staying up late without a second

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

”

still irritated with him.

talking, Tyrone just wanted to go straight

something and stopped, saying,

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