The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter289 I tried to smile, but tears took over first. "Tyler, no one's taking Mom's things away.

"If you feel like giving Michelle stuff, you can give away whatever you want from the Parrish family."

"What good stuff could the Parrish family possibly have..." Tyler's voice trailed off.

He was right. What good stuff could the Parrish family possibly have?

There wasn't a single decent thing or person in the Parrish family.

I threw the shredded papers in the trash and went upstairs.

"The day after tomorrow is Mom's anniversary. Don't forget it."

"Forget? No way," Tyler forced a laugh.

"You should go to bed. I'm heading to the study to work overtime," he added.

I didn't say anything or look back.

That night, I stayed up, eyes wide open.

I went through every item in this house that belonged to the three of us.

Photos? Burned them.

Anything breakable? Smashed it.

I boxed them

that remained was this villa, filled with memories

the only villa my mom had when she joined the

gone, Tyler and I just couldn't bear to leave

dad left and started living with Michelle's

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he had

terrace, clutching a picture of my

cried until I finally drifted off to sleep, tears still wet on my

after my birthday was my mom's

she made it through my

crying

my side, staying up with

there for eight

year, he wasn't around. It hurt, but I was

Antonio didn't come.

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