Chapter 81
Grace Evans.
My heart was racing so fast that I could hear my heartbeat. Why is he still here? How much has he heard? His clenched jaw and furious eyes were telling me that he wanted to punch me badly. My eyes wandered towards Nathaniel, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
Noah invited himself in and shut the door loudly. He took long strides towards me and I tried to get up from the couch.
“John Evans doesn’t exist, right? it has always been you . . . isn’t it Grace?” He asked me in a low tone. I was not able to look him in the eyes. This was not supposed to happen. I f****d it up . . . badly.
“Listen, dude, she is not feeling well, you should leave for now. This conversation can wait.” Nathaniel said and tried to push him away from me but he didn’t budge. He
