Long after Grace's assistant had left, Cassian remained frozen in the same position.
He suddenly remembered so many things.
When they were children, Grace had gotten a perfect score on a test. She had run to him with the paper, hoping for praise, but he had ripped it up and accused her of cheating.
When Grace had a high fever, he couldn't stand her coughing and made her sleep on the balcony all night.
When Grace fell down the stairs, he didn't even give her a second glance.
That night, Cassian gathered every book he had on biology and genetic research, along with his private collection of photos and awards from his time with the Hart family, and carried it all into the back alley.
Then, he set it all on fire.
The flames leaped high.
Watching the past he was once so proud of turn to ash, he suddenly felt a sense of release.
This is for the best.
Let Gianna live her life as an ordinary person. I'll never bother her again...
***
Some people see the error of their ways, but others remain stubbornly lost.
Like Ethan Ward.
He felt like he was going crazy.
He couldn't understand it. Six years ago, Grace had been so in love with him.
Back then, she would do anything he said.
She would run all over Jarrow City in a snowstorm to buy him stomach medicine just because he mentioned a stomachache.
She would work overtime on experiments, even with a high fever, just to save his company money.
But now?
She was on television, a radiant star.
She was in Damien's arms, smiling blissfully.
A smile he had never seen before.
Grace seemed to sense something and glanced in his direction.
Ethan's hand twitched in fear, and he quickly ducked his head back down.
*Crack.*
The sound of a breaking branch was sharp and sudden.
Ethan instinctively turned around and saw two burly men in sunglasses standing right behind him.
"Mr. Ward, is it?"
One of the bodyguards spoke.
"Who... who are you? Are you Damien's men?" Ethan tried to act calm, taking a step back, but he tripped on a stone and fell backward into the bushes.
The bodyguard didn't answer his question directly, instead issuing a warning.
"Mr. Ward, our boss asked me to give you a message."
"Mrs. Clarke used to be blind to your true nature, and that was her misfortune. But her eyes are wide open now. If you dare show your face around her again and offend her sight..."

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