Ingrid's POV
Ingrid scrambled down the tree, and grabbed her phone out of her pocket.
Her fingers ran across the screen, and found Grace's number.
The landline rang a few times, but went to voicemail. Ingrid's face scrunched in confusion.
She had promised Grace to call whenever she had found out anything about Chester.
Maybe she was busy? Ingrid dropped her phone on the hard gravel path.
She picked her phone up and brushed it off, not noticing the small crack in the corner.
Just one text from Grace.
"Help me."
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evergreen {grester}
Romancegrace fell in love. What happens when everything goes wrong? read as they both go through adventures, that they've never dreamed was possible. will they find love? "how am I supposed to get to you?" "find me." #10 in grester fanfiction All rights...
