Chapter 115

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