Gracie POV
We met again at his apartment a few hours later.
I opened the door and found Albert's suitcases next to it.
-Hey.
-Hey. - Albert whispered when he saw me.
-Are you ready? - I asked.
-Almost.
There is some silence. We both stand still. Our eyes lock. Guilt was read on his face.
-Grace, I don't want to leave you. It's just a big opportunity. Taylor and I put a lot into it. I'll be there for two weeks. London, Paris, Berlin and Brussels. We'll hear from each other every night or whenever you can no matter the time.
-Shut up.
I throw myself on his neck and hug him. My head hits his shoulder. He moves his hands shyly to my back.
-'Gracie, I have something for you,' he says, handing me an envelope.
-'What's this?'I reach to open it, but he stops me.
-You will open it one day before I come back.
-Idiot. - I smile.
-Well, we still have all day. What are we going to do? - He asks.
-I suggest we try cooking again. - I laugh.
-Agreed.
Albert then walks towards the kitchen, and I put my bag down. I picked up my phone and dropped it...
I saw my messages and one took my interest.
No... no... no...
,,,Someone is leaving? If you want to see him again you'll do as I say."
-"Are you coming?" shouts Albert from the kitchen.
My body tingles. Chris... He...
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FanfictionGracie Abrams, an up-and-coming singer, is stuck in a fabricated relationship with the narcissistic Chris, all for the sake of media attention. When she meets the charming model Albert at a high-profile party of her friend, sparks fly, and she begin...
