Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"Who is it?" I asked, feeling a surge of confusion and dread.

Richard's face turned uneasy. "It's... it's Mr. Grayson."

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning.

Ethan? What was he doing here?

"Mr. Grayson seems to have realized you were missing, and he's gone crazy looking for you," Richard said quietly. "Somehow, he managed to find his way here and insists on seeing you." A fire of frustration burned in my chest.

What did Ethan want from me? Why couldn't he just disappear and stop messing up my life?

Richard noticed my anger and gently patted my shoulder. "Don't worry, Ms. Wiley. We'll take care of this. You stay here and rest, I'll talk to Mr. Grayson." With that, he hurried off.

I stood alone on the terrace for a long while, gradually calming myself down.

No, I couldn't run away anymore. I had to face Ethan, once and for all. I had to tell him to let go, to stop tormenting me.

Some battles had to be fought on your own.

into the villa with determined steps. As I pushed the door open, an unexpected

Stefano and Richard standing across from

me, and Ethan jumped to

"Evelyn!" he practically shouted.

to me, pulling me into his

rambled on, tightening his hold around

away

froze. "Evelyn,

cut him off. "Ethan,

this on. I've had enough of this. Let's go our separate ways. Don't

concern!

but let me tell you...

those words, I turned and

can't do this to

faltered for a moment, tears blurring my

I still

so deeply,

longer my motivation; it had become my shackle. To chase a better