The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter308

I was back home way ahead of schedule, just in time for the day we remembered my mom.

On that day, Tyler was already at the hotel lobby, waiting to escort me to my

mom's grave.

We drove to the cemetery entrance, and Tyler and I walked the rest of the way.

He bought a lot of offerings, as if trying to make up for all the years he was absent.

My mom's picture on the headstone still wore that same loving, soft smile.

With the wind playing with the hem of my dress, I clutched the trophy and talked to my mom like she was right there with me.

Tyler just stood there, keeping his thoughts to himself.

When we had to leave, my tears broke through.

His eyes were bloodshot when he asked, "Grace, no matter what Antonio and I do, are we beyond forgiveness?"

I wiped my tears, my voice steady. "I can forgive you as long as you stay out of my life for good."

I would never erase the agony of the past.

There was no turning back to how things used to be between us.

the marks

let resentment eat up

grudges,

a twisted smile, he said,

he added, "I'll be moving out of your

I nodded. "Okay."

be back around here

haven't really thought about it,"

missed except for my mom. Whether I was here or not, it didn't

at ten

out. Down in the

t belongs to sw

into Antonio, who looked

pale.

sitting in a wheelchair. His

doing, not fatal

Antonio called out, "Grace."

wearing a jacket over his hospital getup, looking skinny

I kept on walking.

someone to wheel him over, cutting me

"Grace, I got something to say. I swear, I'm out of your hair after

nod. "I hope you

chat with me yesterday,"