Grace’s POV
At around half past nine, the door bell chimed and I jolted up in my seat. My heart fluttered in a new energy as all my doubts were washed away!
I knew he will be here.
As I ran to get the door, however, there was a knock followed by an unfamiliar voice; haltering my steps.
“Father Lucius?” Someone knocked again urgently and I contemplated what to do.
My face fell and my heart slowed down a bit.
“Father, Lucius? Please open the door.” The knocking turned to fisting and I gulped hard the emotions that were creating tsunami waves inside me.
I started walking towards the front door; slowly and deliberately. Goosebumps popped up and I felt a shiver run down my spine.
The endless fisting seemed urgent and I cleared my throat to answer them back.
“He-He isn’t ho-home.” My vo
