The decision not to go see Grace was easy to make in the moment. As she lay cuddled in Will’s arms, there was no need for anything else. If she left, the spell would be broken. But, part of her wanted to go and see what she had to say. Moreover, Emma wanted to confront Grace herself.
If you love him at all, you’ll come, was Grace’s message the morning of their meeting. The sunlight streamed in on both of them, framing them in golden light. She looked at Will, and realized she’d never really seen him asleep before. Every trace of pain, and egotism was gone. He didn’t have to pretend to be the master of the universe. She leaned back down and faced him.
If you love him at all, you’ll come. The message flashed in her mind over and over. It was easy to love him when he was like this.
