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.

close, but the marks they

refused to let resentment eat up my

with the grudges, ready

eyes dimmed, and with a twisted smile, he said, "Got it. I'll make sure

voice wavered as he added, "I'll be moving out of your neighborhood and won't

I nodded. "Okay."

around here sometime?" asked

say. I haven't really thought about it," I

there was no one I missed except for my mom. Whether I was here or not, it

morning, at ten

Down

t belongs to sw

into Antonio, who looked

pale.

sitting in a wheelchair. His left cheek was all bandaged

Michelle's doing, not fatal but enough to leave

Antonio called out, "Grace."

over his

I kept on walking.

wheel him over, cutting me

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

and gave him a nod. "I hope you can

a chat with