All Chapters of As The Petal Falls: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Grace walked into the office. She took a sip of her cup of coffee before throwing the plaid skirt over Dennis’ Desk. “What’s wrong with this?” Dennis took the skirt and stared at it. “Is it the wrong size?” Grace grimaced and looked him up and down. “How long have you been studying fashion?” “One year…” “And in the one year, who taught you that skirt only has one hole?” Denise snatched the skirt, realizing he had sown up the bottom. “I will fix this, I swear.” “You know, perhaps you should stash away the extra whisky while doing your tasks at home,” “Sorry, Miss Dupont,” Grace walked past everyone else, watching as they were all sowing in a hurry. After all, they had been assigned to make all the clothes for a recent play. She had been behind all the designs. Now she was fixing all the messes as well. She might as well be running a bloody school class, not a team group. Grace sat down in front of her desk, starting to check the schedules of everyone. The majority have complete

Grace had a bounce in her step as she headed toward Gwen’s house. She checked the time on her phone. She was told to come strictly at five. She increased the volume on her headphones as she dodged the pole in the middle of the sidewalk. She came to stop as she spotted an apartment that had its door wide open. It was a very unusual sight in the middle of a busy city/suburb. The entryway was pitch-black. To her own surprise, she took a step forward instinctively, but thought better of it and kept walking. Another trick of the light.She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked for a few five minutes before she reached Gwen’s place. It was quaint, with a master bedroom on the second floor, a spacious living room, and a tiny kitchen. There was also a picturesque garden outside, with a pool and red rose bushes lining the walls.Grace took off her headphones and knocked on Gwen’s door. She stuffed her phone back into her bag when she heard Gwen’s footsteps.

Grace scooped a big chunk of mint ice-cream as she sat outside with Gwen. They had walked to the convenience store and back. Tim was nowhere to be found when they returned. Grace teared up, “I can’t believe it… He’s actually gone…he didn’t care.” “Maybe it’s for the better,” said Gwen. “Come on, let’s finish our ice cream.” Grace pulled a face; the cold made her brain ache. Even ice cream had a limit for happiness.She was so miserable right now. Her day had gone amazingly well, only for her to lose the one relationship she had hoped would last. “What happened to the prince charmings we always talked about when we are young?” Grace muttered. She shoved her spoon back into the container. “I keep thinking of the play that we’re supporting, about happily ever after, and I wonder if I will ever have that...” “Wait, you didn’t seriously think that you and Tim were meant to be?”

Philip could barely contain his excitement. She was really here. Right in front of him after all this time. It has been agonizingly long. As Grace took his hand, he could not help but smile. He was making sure to restrain himself. If she had no memories, then he would treat her gently. He learned that the hard way, many years ago when a witch had wiped all of Geneva’s memories.He remembered that he chased her into the sunflower fields. She saw him and took off like a frightened deer. She had thought that he was trying to punish her for her father’s debt, and he tried explaining the situation to her rather unsuccessfully.“Geneva! It’s me!” Philip took a couple of steps toward her. She was out of breath and stumbling back. “I would never hurt you.” “You, I don’t know you! Who are you?”

Grace clung to her horse as they galloped across the fields. When they came upon the village, Grace could barely believe her eyes, but there it was, three creatures with an uglier disposition than she could ever have imagined. They slowed down for a moment. “Your orders, Sire?” Rowan asked. “We target them one at a time. The trolls are dispersed, if one targets you and you are on your own, you run.” “Yes sir,” they answered together. “Grace-” “Sir.” Grace stumbled over her words, realizing t