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119. Bill
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LeemaNot Gray being a hero and villain at the same time *snicker*
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Till Time Do Us Part 120. Mollify
After taking off the blood stained shirt with the hole on it, Gray Stewart hung it on a hook behind the door of a toilet cubicle she was in. Rummaging inside a paper bag, she took out a black buttoned shirt, identical to the one she took off. Tearing off the tag, she then changed into it. When she raised both arms slightly over her shoulders to slide in the sleeves, she felt a pang on her stomach. “Damn that woman,” she mumbled to herself as she slowly buttoned her shirt, all the while glaring at the blood stained shirt in front of her. “Well, it’s not like she asked you for help.” However, even having said that, she could still not be mollified. She took out her long hair that had been tucked in the shirt on her back. “Has she always been like that?” And with that thought, her head refreshed the day she first had an interaction with her. It was at the time when Edward had been hospitalized after his car accident. Gray and Zia were both in the hospital, substituting Martha. A knock
Last Updated : 2022-06-13Till Time Do Us Part 121. Audacity
As the two got inside, Zia stared at the little girl. Blonde hair and fair skinned. She immediately realized who the little girl was. And as the two moved beside Edward's bed, Zia walked backwards, beside Gray who was near the door. "Do I look like her from behind?" she asked Gray. "I don't know." Gray moved back a little behind her and tilted her head. "Yeah, I guess," she said, then stood back beside her. "What do you think they're doing?" "Uhh..." Gray stared at the two for a while. "Reciting an incantation to buff his mana points?" "What is she, a cleric player?" "I don't know, I don't play video games." "Then why do you know those terms?" "Author looked them up." "I...I see..." Gray glanced at her. "Hey, how are you feeling?" "Better, I guess." Zia sighed. "Thanks for making me realize." "Just stating the obvious." As they were chattering, Teresa approached them. The whites of her eyes were light red and hints of teardrops were left on her cheeks. "T-thank you so mu
Last Updated : 2022-06-14Till Time Do Us Part 122. Spiel
Gray Stewart grabbed her blood stained shirt and put it on the paper bag. She then turned the knob open on the toilet cubicle she was in. However, before going out, she paused. She glanced at the paper bag. Suddenly, it reminded her of another memory she had that also involved the vile woman. It was the time when Zia had forced her to go shopping and they were on their way home that night. “God, I’m exhausted,” said Zia as Gray put all their shopping bags in the trunk. “Really?” said Gray sarcastically and slammed the tailgate shut. They arrived at the shopping mall in the morning and now that they were leaving, stars were already visible from the sky. Gray climbed on the driver’s seat, and Zia on the passenger’s seat beside her. Gray started driving and when they reached the main road, there was heavy traffic. “I think we got caught in the evening rush hour,” said Zia, looking at the jam-packed road and vehicles surrounding them. “You think?” said Gray dryly, annoyance flitting
Last Updated : 2022-06-15Till Time Do Us Part 123. Paper Bag
As the waitress found the four a vacant bigger table, she moved their food and utensils along with the help of other staff. Meanwhile, Gray silently glared at Belinda sitting across from her on the table while she stabbed her food and brought it to her mouth. Meanwhile, Zia and Edward were having a pleasant conversation. It was like spring on one side of the table and winter on the other. “So, how are your legs now, uncle Edward?” asked Zia. “They’re finally healed I guess,” answered Edward. “You can walk now?” “I can walk now.” “You can jump now?” He softly chuckled. “Yes, I think I can jump and run now.” She slightly tilted her head to the side. “You can run now?” “I didn’t try that yet but I think I’m fine with running now.” “Then you’re completely healed.” She beamed a wide smile. “Yeah, I guess I already am.” He broke into a smile. A waiter approached Zia’s side and set down a bowl of sorbet. “Melon sorbet for the young lady,” he said. Then he went over to Gray’s side
Last Updated : 2022-06-16Till Time Do Us Part 124. Guard Down
"Yeah..." Zia Scott replied in an unhappy tone to what Belinda said. She felt that Belinda could go on and babble flowery words, but to her it would always feel like eating a poisonous apple the moment she would let her guard down. She may not know the woman for long and she may have been too quick to judge her; however, perhaps it was woman intuition, she just couldn’t bring herself to grow fond of Belinda. "But did you know that he got hit by a car..." Belinda said. "No. He underwent surgery for five hours, and is still unconscious as of this moment with drugs injected in his body, plus a few scars that will probably be permanent or at least take a few months to disappear. Yeah, I think the reason was he spent, like, an hour looking for me and he just got really exhausted," Zia scoffed as she thought to herself. "...because he was trying to save a little girl?" "What?" Zia uttered. "And from what I've heard, the little girl had blonde hair and was wearing a white dress," Belind
Last Updated : 2022-06-17Till Time Do Us Part 125. Overthinking
"Where is it again?" Zia Scott mumbled to herself as she glanced around the doors on the corridor. While looking around as she walked aimlessly, she fell flat on the floor as she bumped into what felt like a hard pole. When she looked up, it was a bald old man, perhaps a teacher. The old man crouched down and helped her stand up. "I'm so sorry, little girl. I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, sir," she replied as she dusted off the dirt on her frilly white skirt. "Where were you going, little girl?" He crouched down and looked at her. "Uhmm." She hesitated. "I'm looking for Sir Bartlett." "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Another one of Edward's pupils." He chuckled. "Look here, little girl." He moved beside her and held her shoulders. "If you turn that corner over there," he said as he pointed out his finger. "His room is in the third door you see. He's probably there." She turned around and smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you, mister." Then she did as he inst
Last Updated : 2022-06-18Till Time Do Us Part 126. Heavy Makeup
"He's probably under anesthesia though," Gray's eyebrows rose. "So maybe he's not in as much pain as you think he is now. Although he might feel it all after the surgery." "Really?" "Yeah, I mean, I'm not a doctor but I think I'm right." Gray curved a smile. "Or do you want me to look it up on the internet?" "No, it's fine." Zia slightly smiled. "Thanks for making me feel better," she said as she patted Gray's lap. "And thanks for being here with me." "No problem." Going back to the present, Zia just realized something. “Hey.” She turned to Gray. “Now that I think about it, that was actually the first time I met her.” “Met who?” asked a bemused Gray. “Sarah Lewis,” answered Zia. “And now that I think about it…” She shot a curious glance at Gray. “You never told me how you met her for the first time.” “How I met her, huh…” Gray drew a long breath as she relived the day she first met Sarah. It was around the time when Gray had just dropped Zia off to her own apartment. She went
Last Updated : 2022-06-19Till Time Do Us Part 127. Back Then
As the woman turned to place the boxes at the backseat, Gray subtly leaned her body towards the door on her side as the woman's body was almost touching her. Then as the woman settled back on her seat, Gray uttered, "seatbelt." "Ah, y-yes," the woman answered and hastily pulled on the buckle; however, the belt was stuck for unknown reasons and she was unable to pull it. Noticing this, Gray unbuckled her seatbelt, got up, and with her one hand pressing on the space behind the joystick to maintain her balance, leaned closer towards the woman's side and checked what was the problem with her seatbelt. "I-I'm sorry," the woman uttered. Gray momentarily flinched as she felt her breath near her neck as she spoke. Then she noticed that the strap was tangled from the retractor up to the pillar hoop. After twisting the strap back, she was finally able to pull it and buckle the woman's seatbelt. Then she went back to the driver's seat and buckled herself up. "T-thanks," the woman uttered.
Last Updated : 2022-06-20
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Till Time Do Us Part 191. Almost
Zia Scott kept the rim of the glass on her lips to cover the fact that they were trembling from uneasiness. “And the things you know about Azriel,” Edward added. “It’s like you know him the way I know him.” “W-what,” stuttered Zia with her hands tightly clutching the glass covering her lips. “Sophia d-don’t understand.” Just then, the microwave dinged which stole his attention. “For a minute there,” he continued as he opened the microwave and took out the bowl of butter noodles. “I thought I was talking to Zia.” SHATTER! The shattering sound immensely echoed throughout the apartment. “A-are you alright, Sophia?!” prompted Edward as the glass Zia was holding fell on the floor. “I–uh,” she stuttered with quivering eyes, flabbergasted. The scattered broken pieces were surrounding her feet. “Don’t move, okay?” He gestured his palm forward. “You might step on a broken piece and hurt yourself.” He took a kitchen towel and squatted down. He started picking up the shards of glasses m
Till Time Do Us Part 190. Persuasion
“Give me ten reasons why I should go with you,” said Gray who was sitting on the dining table with her cheek leaning on her palm as she listlessly yawned, staring at her empty plate. “One, you’re my guardian,” said Zia, cooking in the kitchen. “Two, you’re the only one who knows about my situation. Three, you’re my best friend. Four, you have nothing else to do---” “Excuse you but I have a jam-packed schedule today,” countered Gray. Zia sneered. “Really? Like what?” “I have a three to five hours schedule of resting after breakfast, five-hour nap after lunch and ten to fifteen hours of sleep after dinner.” Gray leaned back on the chair, still yawning. “How rude of you to assume I have nothing else to do.” Zia brought a cedar planked salmon on a wooden plate to the table with oven mitts over her hands. “Five, a child like me can’t go alone,” she continued, ignoring what Gray just said. “Six, you won’t be spending a penny because it’s my card.” She went back to the kitchen. “Seven, I
Till Time Do Us Part 189. Tonight
“I wonder where we should be eating tonight.” A look of puzzlement crossed Edward Bartlett’s face. He turned to her. “Excuse me?” Belinda continued scrolling down her phone. “I mean, that last restaurant was good too but I think it’ll be more fun to explore other restaurants as well.” “Uhmm…” He paused, staring off into space, thinking. “Did we decide to go eat out together tonight?” She chuckled. “Oh, would you rather we eat in your apartment? I can’t cook so I just figured we’re eating out, but if you say you’re cooking then let’s.” “No.” He lightly chuckled and softly scratched his cheek. “I’m sorry but…” He looked at her with an awkward expression in his eyes. “What I meant was that I don’t remember talking to you about having dinner together, b-but did we?” He approached her. “I might have just forgotten although I don’t think I’ll forget something like that.” The corner of her lips slightly twitched and her jaw half-dropped. “O-oh, I…I’m so-sorry. I just…I just thought we’r
Till Time Do Us Part 188. Suburbs
In a highly respected suburb on the outskirts of the city stood the two-storey house of Theresa Scott. A vintage house in calming shades of wood with a spacious front lawn surrounded with waist-high wooden gates. In the early waking of the sun, Theresa was mowing her lawn. She was a woman in her late forties, medium size with an average height of 5 foot 4 inches. She had shoulder-length straight blonde hair and ocean eyes. She wore a vintage clothing style and stood like a mighty oak. And even as her age was evident in her facial features, it could be agreed that she was an attractive woman in her youth with oozing charisma. As she was pushing the lawn mower, a sedan pulled over at the gates. Her attention shifted to the person who climbed out of the car. “Sweetie!” exclaimed Theresa as she saw Gray approaching the gates. She walked toward her and opened the gate and pulled her in for a tight hug with a big smile across her face. “Hi, Theresa,” said Gray monotonously. Theresa pull
Till Time Do Us Part 187. Lost
"Where is it again?" Zia Scott mumbled to herself as she glanced around the doors on the corridor. While looking around as she walked aimlessly, she fell flat on the floor as she bumped into what felt like a hard pole. When she looked up, it was a bald old man, perhaps a teacher. The old man crouched down and helped her stand up. "I'm so sorry, little girl. I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, sir," she replied as she dusted off the dirt on her frilly white skirt. "Where were you going, little girl?" He crouched down and looked at her. "Uhmm." She hesitated. "I'm looking for Sir Bartlett." "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Another one of Edward's pupils." He chuckled. "Look here, little girl." He moved beside her and held her shoulders. "If you turn that corner over there," he said as he pointed out his finger. "His room is in the third door you see. He's probably there." She turned around and smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you, mister." Then she did as he inst
Till Time Do Us Part 186. Changed
After taking off the blood stained shirt with the hole on it, Gray Stewart hung it on a hook behind the door of a toilet cubicle she was in. Rummaging inside a paper bag, she took out a black buttoned shirt, identical to the one she took off. Tearing off the tag, she then changed into it. When she raised both arms slightly over her shoulders to slide in the sleeves, she felt a pang on her stomach.“Damn that woman,” she mumbled to herself as she slowly buttoned her shirt, all the while glaring at the blood stained shirt in front of her. “Well, it’s not like she asked you for help.”However, even having said that, she could still not be mollified.She took out her long hair that had been tucked in the shirt on her back. “Has she always been like that?”And with that thought, her head refreshed the day she first had an interaction with her. It was at the time when Edward had been hospitalized after his car accident. Gray and Zia were both in the hospital, substituting Martha. A knock on
Till Time Do Us Part 185. Impaled
Gray Stewart casted her trembling eyes at the man who also bore the same expression as her—just as stupefied.After meeting her eye-to-eye and seeing her pained expression, the man lowered his gaze and finally noticed his hand still gripping on the hilt of the knife impaled on her stomach. Although the oozing blood was not apparent through her black buttoned shirt, when the warm blood touched and imprinted itself on the edge of the man’s gripping hand, it made him let go in trepidation. He finally realized what he had done.“I…I…” the man cried, his wobbly legs slowly stepping back.Gray, on the other hand, just followed him with the orbs of her eyes, her mouth gaping in unutterable pain.Unable to notice the rock behind the man, he tripped over it and fell down as he continuously stepped back. “I-it’s not my fault!” he barked as he crawled his way out of their sight.Belinda, who was hiding herself behind Gray, finally spoke. “God,” she sighed. “That was really scary just now.” She s
Till Time Do Us Part 184. Impulse
This was the time when Gray Stewart had just left the apartment building. Having impulsively decided to go out just to get away from her obnoxious brother, she actually had no destination in mind. Dawdling in front of the building, she heard footsteps coming from the elevator and when she looked back, it was Azriel on his way out.She immediately hid a certain distance beside the building, hoping to conceal her presence behind a tree while eying the main door.“Why am I even hiding?” she thought to herself, furtively looking, locking her eyes at the door. “I don’t know.”A few minutes later, a silver Aston Martin Rapide pulled over in front of the building. A man wearing a suit came out from the driver’s seat, turned from behind the car and opened the back passenger’s side door.Just as well, Azriel came out of the door as if waiting for the man and after exchanging words with the man in a suit that appeared to be his chaperone, Azriel finally went inside.The man closed the door and
Till Time Do Us Part 183. The Three of Them
“E-edward?” stammered Zia Scott when her eyes met with Edward’s bemused facial expression.His eyes swiveled in between the two kids in front of him, then he turned to Zia. “Is he your friend?” He approached them in the kitchen. “What happened to him? Why is he crying?”She fiddled with her thumbs as her lips would go back from closing themselves to parting again, contemplating on what right words to say so she wouldn’t look bad in front of her fiance—not that Edward knew it was Zia he was talking to and not Sophia.He turned to the little boy sobbing across from Zia. “Are you okay?” he said delicately.Instead of answering, Jeffrey merely glared at him then stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door hard behind him.Edward glanced at Zia, bewilderment flitting across his features. “Who was that boy?”“Uhh..” In order to avoid making contact with his eyes, Zia kept herself preoccupied with transferring the mashed potatoes in a serving bowl. “He came here looking for Azriel but wh
