The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 112

Antonio said. "It's all on me. Grace's not at fault here. I caused this mess. I was just too grasping, never learning to value what was right in front of mc.

"I'm sorry, truly I am. Grace, I don't have the nerve to ask for your forgiveness, but I hope you can still keep me in your memories."

My dad tried to step in, but one icy glance from my mom and he just wilted, his head drooping low.

He couldn't help but sneak peeks at my mom, his eyes always finding their way back to her.

I bet he had his own regrets brewing.

Sometimes it took losing something to see how valuable it really was.

For some folks, it was the unattainable, and the irretrievable that seemed

the most desirable.

After all the back-and-

forth. Antonio coughed up some cash and was shipped back to his homeland.

As he was leaving, he threw me a question, "Will we meet again?"

I

sudden, he crumbled, crying his eyes

was, bawling and floundering, with

all

been my rock for so long. I just figured you'd always be there. that no matter

day coming when you'd walk out without a word,

gone, the world

you pain. I just

"When I

knew I

came to my senses,

Stella, but

her free

you into her likenes

was

if I pulled this off, I could keep both of you in my life, but I

there was only one Grace

she was a saint or a sinner,

any dishonesty, and she

hand in mine,