Grace—3 Months Later…It’s not easy leaving your country to settle in some foreign place. That’s what most people say.But I will say that I am having the best time of my life. I go to sleep every night with the plans for the next day in my mind and wake up ready to do my best. This feels different than going to sleep crying or wondering about the people in my life and waking up to think about what scheme I might encounter. I no longer move in the same circle, always finding myself in the same spot. I have left that circle altogether. Although, once in a while, I think about the past, about my loss. But it doesn’t freeze me. I am beginning to accept this new life because I know I will never return to the past again. The change of place has done me good. “ What do you want? ” Celine asks in her all-time chiming voice.“ The usual. ” I shrug, glancing out of the window in the cafe.It’s raining. The weather is starting to become cold. And after a long time, I feel myself just focus
Grace“ I just felt like… ” Tristin trails off and swallows. “ coming to see you. ”I don’t need to ask how he found me. If he wants to, he can find me anywhere. I stay still, staring up into his out-of-focus eyes. He is looking right through me as if thinking about something. My eyes lower to the sleeves of his jacket, getting caught in the drops of water dripping down the edge. I look down at his feet and sigh. “ The rain stopped more than an hour ago. Why are you drenched? ” I frown. Tristin’s gaze follows my eyes and lands on the pool of water around his feet. His shoulders slump, making me blink. This is the first time I have seen him like this—dejected and lost. “ I can ask Luca to come up with a suit and— ”I grab the sleeve of his jacket and pull him inside the apartment. The coldness of his hand seeps into my fingers that brush against his skin.Leaving him standing beside the wall, I close the door and sigh, lowering my gaze to the floor. I thought I wouldn’t see him a
GraceI don’t say anything, just turn my back to him and start brewing tea again. I should only feel some sympathy for him, and his family…But I keep doing more than that.My heart clenches every time that I realize what Tristin must be feeling right now. It hurts more when I think about Alma and Ania. It’s sick to feel anything for Alma…but I can’t help myself. Tristin stays behind me for a few moments. Then, leaves and sits on the couch. I shoot him a side glance, watching his lowered head and his fingers brushing his wet hair. “ The…worst fact in life is that… ” Tristin murmurs in a low voice. “ you can not choose your family. ”My parents’ faces flash before my eyes. He is indeed right. If I could choose, I would have chosen to be born to anyone but them. I would have chosen anyone as my sibling but Lily. “ If that’s not enough…you can’t even change their past or go back to make them choose something else. ” Tristin whispers.I blink and pour the tea into cups before walking
Grace“ The PR is taking down the articles and pulling the video from social media. They will be done soon but I think the damage is already done. ” Tristin sighs, closing his eyes.I look down at his face. I am still trying to understand how his head actually landed in my lap. I scratch my ear and hum. “ How did the video release? From what I know Lily is still…kind of missing? ”“ That wench is not as smart as I thought. She made sure my cousin had a copy of the video in case she went missing. She used it as leverage to keep herself safe all this time. But Carlos didn’t wait for whatever she had in mind. As soon as he gathered enough people to back him at the company, he released the video to weaken my position. ” He grumbles, moving his head to rest in a comfortable position.My hands hang in the air as I blink a few times. “ Uh…Carlos? Your cousin wants to— ”Tristin snorts. “ He wishes. He can bring hell to Earth and he still won’t be able to become the CEO of our business. At m
TristinShe looks at peace when she is asleep. I stare up at her face, filling my heart with the sight of her. I didn’t realize that I was that into her until she left and I had to spend all this time without meeting her or hearing her voice. My hand reaches for her cheek, caressing her skin. She shudders in her sleep, shifting her head on the headrest. My phone vibrates in my pocket, grabbing my attention. Sighing, I sit and pick up Luca’s call.It felt good to place my head in her lap and pretend that the world is not on fire but I must go back to that nightmare now.“ Boss, you were right. That girl didn’t approach Ms. Whitlock by chance. ” Luca reveals. He’s been investigating this new girl who has appeared by Grace’s side, pretending to be her soulmate, best friend. Grace is too innocent to understand that nothing of that sort exists in this world.“ It was him? ” I rise from the couch and walk towards the glass wall in her apartment.The rain has stopped but the temperature
GraceWhen I wake up the next morning, Tristin is already gone. There is no trace of him left in my apartment, other than his lingering cologne.For some reason, it makes me sad. He could have stayed to say goodbye, or at least left a note but there is nothing.I sulk in the shower, in the kitchen as I prepare my coffee, and in the lounge as I flip through different channels. It’s the weekend and I don’t have anything to do. Maybe, I should call Celine and see what she is doing today.I ponder over it for a while before I pick up my phone and open the messaging app. But, my fingers freeze on my screen when I see a new message from an unknown number.—You look beautiful when you sleep, Little Butterfly.An unconscious smile touches my lips. An image is attached under the message.As the picture loads, my eyes narrow into slits. Asshole! I huff. It’s me, in bed, pouting, and my hair all over the place. Does this look beautiful to Tristin? As my fingers move across the keyboard typing
GraceSo many people have found out about me staying here somehow. It’s time I change this place too and find somewhere else to go.But then…How far can I run before they hunt me down again? How much time can I spend hiding only for someone to start threatening me again? I ponder, standing on the sidewalk and staring at the Cafe in front of me. The night has fallen and the streets have turned cold. The glass wall of the Cafe gives the perfect view of my parents sitting on the table. Like me, they are also staring back at me. The disdain in their eyes is so clear even here.Standing on the dark side, I heave a heavy breath and narrow my eyes. Now, how do I go about this? If I give them money and let them know I am scared of their threats, they will continue using my weaknesses against me.Maybe, I should use Lily as a bargaining chip. I can tell them that I know where she is and she will only be alright as long as they leave me alone.That will bring about two results.A—They wil
Grace“ What— ” I yelp, finding my lost voice. It’s scratchy and weak, but I can speak.“ Oh finally, Ms. Whitlock. It turns out you needed a little motivation before talking to me. ” The man on the other side laughs again.Tears well in my eyes but they don’t fall. I croak in a quivering voice, “ who…who…are you? ”“ That’s not the right question, Ms. Whitlock. ” He says, sounding all happy and calm. “ You should ask what do I want from you? ” The fist in my hair tightens, breaking a few of my strands. Tears leak out of my eyes at last, as the pain increases in my scalp.“ What…do you…want? ” My throat hurts. It’s like someone slammed a fist in it and now I can not talk without a pause or without feeling like my throat is bleeding.“ It’s simple, Ms. Whitlock. I just want you to convince your boyfriend to call off the shareholder meeting. ” His voice becomes sharp in the speaker.Boyfriend? I want to shake my head, but I can’t dare to.“ I…have…no… ”“ I am talking about Tristin Rob