The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 126

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 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.

"You said I should love myself first before seeking love from others."

apart, my mom and I both

been calling non-stop," my mom

to dry my tears,

with you all the

was blowing up with calls

catch up on the latest,

laden

whole world

never heard Antonio

Stella back in the picture, why

about me. the substitute?

you read my journal?

Stella. I promise you.

to me.

be heartbroken. I can

the tears you've left on

pages. I've been

it

my

you."

kind of spaced

but

get that

stay with

walking away. It's to set us both free, to let

you happy with

"Why the tears?"

was his shining

his darkest days.

most brilliant, the most

wiped that period from his memory that I put in the

in the glory days, I was the one

the one groveling to business associates, doing whatever it

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

that registered with

he held onto was the heady,

Stella's name tattooed on his chest, lying to me that it was a reminder of the hard times, a

yearned to keep alive was his

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