The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

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As the view of Drelar City faded into the distance, Grace closed her eyes, feeling no attachment left behind. In the blink of an eye, another summer had arrived.

It had been six years since she'd left, and now Grace was back, holding hands with a cute little boy. Colin Floyd gazed at the vast airport of Prelar City, his little head filled with curiosity. "Mom, who are you here to treat in Drelar City?" Colin asked.

In the six years since she'd been gone, Grace had married and now had a four-

year-old son.

She pinched Colin's chubby cheeks and smiled, "An old friend of mine..." Colin, a bit confused, held Grace's hand tightly. His eyes were filled with curiosity at everything he saw.

As they walked, Colin suddenly pointed at someone in surprise, "Mom, that boy looks just like you!" Grace paused, and she heard two voices, familiar yet strange, calling out.

"Grace!"

"Mom!"

Grace's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head around to see Antonio walking toward her with a teenager. It had been six years, and Antonio seemed to have lost his piety, no beaded bracelet in hand. Omar had grown into an eleven-year-

old boy, almost unrecognizable to her. Everything seemed to have changed, yet it also remained the same.

Colin tugged at Grace's hand, looking puzzled. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Grace stared at them, briefly lost in a daze, and then shook herself back to the present. She looked down at Colin, and the discomfort in her chest faded. "Colin, it's nothing. Let's go."

Colin's spirits lifted, and he looked up with a grin. "Mom, are you hungry? My tummy is telling me it's hungry."

Grace's heart melted at Colin's cute stunts. She picked him up and playfully scratched his nose. "I'll get you a nice meal."

"Hold on!"

they were about to leave, Omar's frowning face popped up. With a frown, Grace took

"What are you doing?"

pointing an accusing finger at

hugged Grace, making faces at Omar. "You bad guy! You can't talk to my mom

with a kiss on

a defiant look at Omar. Omar was seething, unaccustomed to such treatment from Grace. Antonio's voice, laced with restrained fury, cut through the tension.

was caught off guard, ouessing her decision to return

piped up, defending Grace, "I'm Mommy's boy. Who are you? You're not as cool as my dad." Grace

instant, Colin's

clenched as he spoke

Omar away and snapped,

eyes brimming with shock and tears. He'd never

bruised arm. "Colin, it's going to be okay," she comforted, her voice soft. "I'll get you out of

out. "Mommy, they're bad guys. Let's wait for Daddy to show them

"Daddy will be here

lostat at last. He grabbed Grace's wrist, saying, "How long are you going to keep this up? Did you have

arm free. "Back off. We're through, and you're well aware of that," she said,

looked at her, like he was seeing her for the first time. "It's

should have ended by

Antonio

not playing games with you. Why don't you guys leave me

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right over

than Kendra, her

quickly dashed away

her eyes and