That Night √

59» That Silence

Grace's POV
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"Cynthia." A small whisper escaped my lips as she looked at me, the smile still plastered on her face—the same smile that increased the sense of dread inside me. Especially since she now had the thing that had caused all of this in the first place.

This can't be happening.

"Wasn't expecting to see you again, Gracie." She made sure to emphasize on my name, looking around the small room. I couldn't help but notice how the tall, muscular guard behind her seemed to block the only way to escape from, guarding the metal doorway. Even if the thought of running away seemed highly appealing right now, I was sure it wouldn't be too easy

"But I'm glad that you're here." Her piercing gaze came back at me as she added in a small, sugary laugh. "Nice hair, by the way."

I could've asked her to let us go, maybe even begged at this point. But my eyes kept on flickering over towards the delicate necklace in her hand and I knew how useless it would be. I knew her, and I knew that she wouldn't even care before killing every single person in this room.

"I really didn't know you'd pull this little act and come here. Obviously, no one noticed." She stated, eyeing Alice and then me. "But we did notice that...other friend of yours."

I didn't understand what she was saying until she added, "What's his name? Ah, yes, Lucius."

I was aware of the wide eyed stare directed at me from Alice. Though I kept on staring at Cynthia, the dread inside me slowly morphing into absolute terror.

"Where...where is he?" I asked her, not even wanting to hear the answer. I didn't want to hear what they did with Luca. I didn't want anything happening to him.

Cynthia smiled at me and I felt bile rising up my throat. The next words that left her mouth weren't what I had expected at all.

"He left." She said with a casual shrug, her auburn hair looking almost dark black. "Safe and sound out of this department."

I blinked at her and she must've seen the confusion on my face.

"You see, honey, you need to work with that trust of yours." She added, raising her arm and letting the necklace dangle from her hand. "He gave this to us and now he's safe."

I gulped heavily and for some reason, I couldn't help but acknowledge the sudden tears brimming at the corners of my eyes, stinging harshly, just like the heavy reality that sank into me.

This can't be true.

It was the same necklace I had handed over to Luca, right before he left for the back passageways to find that tank. The same necklace that had destroyed so much for me.

And even under the dark, I saw the small blood-red stone glowing fiercely inside the bottle shaped pendant.

Cynthia had it now.

I couldn't believe this. It was just too hard to believe; Luca would never do that, I knew it.

"I'm glad that he gave this to us without any fight from his side." She said, holding the bottled pendant with her forefinger and thumb.