I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 55

I didn’t want anything from them, neither Antonio nor the baby. I didn’t want anything from my family either.

By the time I got back to the city from the clinic, it was late at night. I made a mental note to try to abort again when I got back home.

I booked into a random hotel, washed up, cried for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the early hours, the rapid ringing of the phone woke me up.

My boss at the TV station was calling, sounding both frantic and hyped, “Grace, I heard there was a tornado at that castle you were at yesterday. Glad to hear you are alive. Now go and report it!”

He hung up before I could even respond.

I did work for a very important news channel, and they were aware of the wedding preparations I had.

They even knew it was going to be held in this famous castle that I always dreamed about. That was why my boss knew where I was.

A tornado? At the castle? I couldn’t really believe that, but I would have to check their social media to see what went on.

With a sigh, I got out of bed and turned on my phone. I didn’t see much going on, and sadly not even one message from Antonio.

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Then I checked Facebook. It was strangely uneventful, not even a post from my parents.

post on Instagram–a

ring fingers

the back of Antonio’s hand made my heart ache again.

dad when he was 18, his hand was pierced by a broken beer bottle, leaving that scar.

it was proof that he cared about me.

just my fantasy. Everything was just

and asked my lawyer friend

castle, everything was

the tornado did some

detonators piled up near the castle for mining, I suddenly had a bad feeling. I found one of the rescuers and I started to

the same time, the mining detonators

knew, someone

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I went tumbling into the debris caused by

fuck is wrong with you, Grace? Don’t tell me you’re here to catch them

the line, he seemed to have forgotten how our mom

had long become Roxanne’s lapdog.

recognize him anymore. I

stood up and brushed off the dust.

face. I focused all

because of the force. Shocked, he stared at me,

to work. And I don’t want you as a brother anymore. Go cry up

away and continued with my

away, Antonio walked over, holding the pale Roxanne, not even

face as he explained, “Grace, sorry for not wishing you a happy birthday last night. I’ll go back and make it

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