Falling From Grace by L T Kelly

Author:L T Kelly [Kelly, L T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.T. Kelly
Published: 2020-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

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“Why are you here?”

“Jesus, Teagan. You look a mess,” Gabriella said, storming past me into the hallway. “And, not to be cruel, but you fucking stink. Wasn’t it your wedding yesterday?” Her brows gathered. I made to close the door behind her, but it pushed open again.

“Hey.” Grace’s voice came from the other side. “Don’t close me out.” She grinned at me, and I think I managed something resembling a smile in return. “My god, what happened to you?” She stood beside her mother, both of them looking me up and down. “You look like you were dragged through a hedge backwards.”

I’d arrived home and hit the self-destruct button. I didn’t bother to shower or even dress. When the sun set that evening, I slung a long coat over my pyjamas and fed on the neighbours middle-aged cleaner as she left for home. Her blood spilled onto the cotton pyjama top, but the energy to change would have distracted me from my self-pity.

I stared at Gabriella’s and Grace’s laden bags. “We thought we’d give you a party. Sort of a continued celebration from yesterday,” Grace said, waggling her brows and holding up one of her bags, the contents chinking together.

“Yeah, on account of us not being invited to the wedding,” Gabriella said sarcastically and glowered at Grace. This whole thing had obviously been her idea.

“Tell me you have wine,” I drawled, ignoring Gabriella’s comment. I ran out of wine yesterday. I’d arrived back in London in the early hours, and anything that helped to take the edge off the ache resting heavily in my chest, I was a fan of.

She nodded, and I flashed down the stairs to the basement kitchen and arrived in the hallway carrying three glasses before they’d blinked twice.

“Coming?” I asked them both, heading up the stairs to the drawing room. The fire blazed. I lit it shortly before they rang the bell. Half a dozen books lay open around Thomas’s chair, and I slumped back down into it.

“This place is a shithole,” Gabriella stated, looking around.

“Why the fuck are you even here? Just so you can have a go at me?” I spat, my eyes narrowing on her.

Gabriella bit her lip, shaking her head.

“Mom,” Grace said, her voice lilting as though to urge her to show a modicum of civility toward me. Grace took two glasses from my hand, pouring some red wine into the glass I still held.

“I came to say thank you,” Gabriella said, although her expression displayed reverence rather than gratitude.

“For what?”

“For leading Grace in the right direction and getting her out of that place.”

“I thought vampires were sexual deviants until I met witches.” I shrugged, puffed out a laugh and took a long drink of wine, downing over half of the glass in one gulp. They both looked confused when I met their stares.

“It doesn’t matter.” I flapped a hand in their direction. “Anyway, this is all very nice of you, but I didn’t get married and never will be.” I attempted to keep my voice level, but the crack projected nonetheless.

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