110. Back!

Grace's POV

He is close, i can sense it. His cologne has already started dominating the air.

I kept brushing my hair, acting like i don't care about his presence.

But i do! I really do!

I want to throw myself in his arms and don't want to leave him until i compensate for all these days. I want to scream at him for not letting me know about his whereabouts.

But i have no right. I am no one in his life and he proved it in last few days.

He stood behind me, close enough to make me feel his warmth.

I don't know what he is thinking, suddenly i want to read his mind.

I tossed the comb on counter and tried to walk away but i didn't succeed.

Within seconds I was caged against the wall , his large hands gripping my arms.

I finally looked up from his tie and found his eyes.

My stomach twisted in knots when Our eyes locked. Why is he looking at me like this?

Like he is shocked and surprised?

Like he has found something he lost?

Like he doesn't believe in his eyes?

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