Jul 21, 2013
charminglybadcop, this is the last time.
Grace didn't stop running from Ivan's bar. She kept going and going, pushing people aside, until she reached her apartment building. Which was also Arthur's.
Right up to the third floor, and there, she realised just how exhausted she was. But that didn't stop her.
Knocking furiously on the door, she clutched her side and waited, wondering if he would even open up.