All Chapters of Ashes to Dawn : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

GRACE'S POV After my absolutely moving advice, Lana and I sat in comfortable silence. At some point, I even ordered another drink, and she pulled out her phone to text someone whom I hoped was her dear work wife. Weirdly, I didn't mind sitting across her, even though we weren't saying anything to each other. Thirty something minutes later, Susan appeared behind Lana, a grin on her face. “Grace! There you are! I've been searching all over for you. I even thought you slipped out and went home without me.” She had a sparkle in her eyes which meant she was definitely going back to hot guy's place. “I considered it, trust me. But I changed my mind and stayed back.” I replied. Lana turned to look at Susan, curiousity spreading over her face. Susan looked at Lana, smile still intact. “Is this a friend of yours? Because I know you didn't willingly leave that corner to come sit here by yourself.” Lana snorted a laugh, looking back at her phone. I rolled my eyes. “I guess, you could sa

GRACE'S POV Another minute of silence ensued, nothing uncomfortable or awkward, just filled with thoughts. To think that you couldn't fully entrust someone you fully trust with your secret. It just showed that something would happen to test your relationship with other people, and it will be up to you to decide how that story will end. Mend and move on, or mend and stay.My eyes stayed on Susan who was biting her lip and staring at the glass between us. The thing that tested our friendship totally wouldn't happen till 10 years later, and if I didn't do anything about it, I'd die before I could either slap her across her face, push her down a hill, or just do both. And most importantly, I'd die before I had the chance to get clarity. Looking at her now, I realised that I loved her more than anything. And I was beginning to really understand why that mere looking, dramatic, comedic fall out between Lana and Victoria really sat with her. She probably didn't think she was capable of des

GRACE'S POV I stood there for a few seconds after their car disappeared.I just stood, staring at nothing in particular The night was quieter now. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but the kind that left too much room for thoughts. The kind that made everything echo louder in your head than it should.Susan's warning about not thinking too much was quite comical to me. I scoffed lightly under my breath. Because it was already too late for that.I turned and walked toward my building, the familiar path suddenly feeling longer than usual. My steps were slow, not because I was tired, but because I wasn’t ready to be alone with my thoughts. I wasn't ready to get swallowed up in my thoughts, at all. But I got there anyway. It was my place, I couldn't run from it. I unlocked the door and stepped inside, shutting it gently behind me. The silence wrapped around me instantly, thick and heavy.This was home. It was safe, it didn't change, yet it felt strange. It was like my body was still rec

GRACE'S POV Without so much as a warning, Susan dropped the shorts, successfully flashing me just before the shirt she had on covered her up.I looked away, using my hand to block my vision. “Okay, woah.” “What?” She asked innocently.“Nothing. Thank you for flashing me though. Very much needed morning visual.” She laughed. “Oh, please. We're all the same.” She grabbed her things and made her way down the corridor. “I need to shower my sins away. Please, have breakfast ready by the time I'm out.” I gaped at her. “You literally said you didn't want anything. What changed?” She scoffed. “Don't be ridiculous. “I'm hungry, not even a man can make me reject food. Especially not your breakfast.” As she strutted down the hallway, I stood watching her in disbelief. “Unbelievable.” Only Susan could switch moods in thirty seconds, and go from not being hungry to being extremely hungry. I walked into the kitchen and took a look at what I had. I had bread, cheese, eggs, coffee and tomatoes

GRACE'S POV “My phone has been buzzing,” Susan said casually.I raised an eyebrow. “And?”“I haven’t checked.” She replied.“That’s impressive.” I commended, softly applauding her. “Who knew?” “I know,” she said. “Growth.” A tiny smile appeared on her face. I smirked. “Or is it avoidance? That could be it, you know.”“They could mean the same thing sometimes, you know,” she countered, throwing a faux glare my way.I couldn’t argue with that, so I put my hands up in the air, surrendering.She reached for her phone on the table, turning it over slowly like she was bracing herself for whatever she was about to see.“Moment of truth,” she muttered, turning the screen on.I watched as her eyes scanned the screen. Her expression didn’t change much, successfully keeping me in suspense.“Daniel?” I guessed, waiting for her to say something.“Of course,” she said flatly. “He left multiple missed calls, and messages as well.”“Are you going to read them?” I didn't know what I'd do if I were