Regret Came Too Late

Grace sighed. She couldn't just keep hiding like this.

She dropped the towel and heard Ethan ask, "What happened this time?"

Honestly, she did want someone to talk to right now.

She said, "Alice set me up. She said I pushed her and caused her to miscarry. Now, my mom wants to lock me up in a psych ward."

She leaned back against the seat, her eyes clouded with uncertainty. She wasn't heartless. Even after she lost her memory, thinking about it still made her chest ache.

Ethan reached out his hand. His fingers were curled slightly, and the shape of his nails was somehow elegant.

And just like that, Grace's thoughts veered wildly off-track. How the hell could someone be this perfect in every damn way?

While her mind was drifting, Ethan's hand suddenly opened. He had a piece of candy sitting in the center of his palm.

With a deadpan look on his face, the whole thing was just weirdly funny.

Her bad mood vanished instantly. She took the candy and cracked a small smile. "I'm not a kid, you know."

Her fingertips brushed against his palm-it was damp.

Ethan was a man of few words. He simply gave Grace a quick glance before looking away.

She unwrapped the candy and popped it into her mouth. As the sweetness spread across her tongue, the heaviness in her chest started to ease.

However, her phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Upon checking, she saw call after call from Carmen, Quentin, and, of course, Alice. They were probably trying to kick her while she was down.

She didn't answer any of them.

here again, in this wreck of a state...

living room, she spotted Simon waiting there. He was lounging with one leg propped over the other, his head tilted slightly. As soon as he heard the sound of wheels,

a woman. He had said last night he was going

been smiling, but the moment he laid eyes on Grace, his expression dropped. Realizing it had been his own idea

word. There was nothing left to say to someone who wanted

straight into the elevator, and she followed him inside. The fact that

He pressed his lips together and flopped back onto

...

the door to his bedroom. Grace kept close behind

are clean towels inside. Go ahead," he said flatly. Sitting in his

toiletries on the counter did it hit her. The villa at Palm Bay was huge. There had to be a

him probably had a thing about cleanliness—especially when it came to personal stuff like this. But it was too late to bring it up now. She was already inside, and complaining would just make her seem

shower, and as the hot water poured over her, her body finally started

bathroom, she didn't dare linger. She finished showering in ten minutes and wrapped herself

when it hit her-she didn't have anything to wear underneath. Grace sure as hell wasn't about to walk out like

the edge of the towel tightly, she stood frozen at

minutes before she even dared to crack it

voice came through. "Why are you still

a while, but she hadn't moved

cracked the door open

will I be sleeping tonight?" Grace

the steam, and her

half-dried and still damp

her. He just flicked

so she

back turned to her, he pointed

the guts for it. She started to wonder if maybe Ethan really took that whole "human sleeping aid" thing seriously. If that was the case, she couldn't exactly say no. After