Chapter 93 Chapter Ninety-Three

Grace’s POV 

“Hey.” 

I smiled softly as I handed a glass of something bubbly and pink to Jace, stepping into the sitting area in the middle of Christopher’s very impressive garden. 

“It’s sweet,” I said when he stared at the drink in confusion. “And non-alcoholic,” I added with a laugh. “We’re under...

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