The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

The Lies He Told Me 152

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.

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

That was when I saw Roxanne's latest post on Instagram-

a picture of her hand intertwined with Antonio's.

On their ring fingers were matching rings.

Seeing the pale scar on the back of Antonio's hand made my heart ache again.

was 18.

thought it was proof that

his hand was

fantasy.

head.

to draft up a divorce agreement for the legal marriage we had before. When I returned to the castle, everything

seemed like, the tornado did

piled up near the castle for mining, I suddenly had a bad feeling. I found one

the same time, the

someone kicked

off guard, I went tumbling into the debris caused by

fuck is wrong with

to have forgotten how

had long become Roxanne's

I didn't want

up and brushed off the

him, slapping him hard across the face. I focused

Shocked, he stared at me, as he never

reacted, I glared at him with disgust, snapping, "I'm here to work. And I don't want you as a brother

stare, I turned away

pale Roxanne,

hint of guilt

last night. I'll go back and make it up to you when Pfinish digging

gaze from their interlocked hands and shook my

chill response left

make fun of