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Hunted 193

    <b>Chapter </b><b>193 </b>


    Gracie’s <b><i>POV</i></b><b><i>: </i></b>


    <b>42 </b>


    The crowd erupted into a roar of cheers once I finished my song. I immediately looked for Kai. I could see him pping and cheering the loudest. His face was filled with a sense of pride I could see even through his mask. As I stood to bow, I could see Ka, Joey, Londyn<b>, </b>and Jackie pping and crying along with Parys, Dougie, Cameron and Tyler.


    I turned to the crowd and bowed gracefully. As I rose back up, I could see the Rochesters along with


    Jonathan staring at me in shock.


    *******


    <i>Noah’s </i>POV:


    I couldn’t believe it. There was no way THAT was Grd. In low and strained voice, I asked Cole,


    “Cole<i>…</i><i>are </i><i>you </i><i>sure</i>? <i>You </i><i>think </i><i>that’s </i><i>Grd</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    <i>“</i><i>I </i><i>know </i><i>it </i><i>is</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>


    He spoke in a panicked low tone I’d never heard before.


    “How <i>can </i><i>you </i><i>be </i><i>su-</i>”


    “Do <i>you </i><i>have </i><i>any </i><i>idea </i><i>how </i><i>many </i><i>years </i><b><i>I </i></b><i>spent listening </i><i>in </i><i>on </i><i>her </i><i>as </i><i>she </i><i>wrote</i><i>, </i><iposed</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>sang </i>


    music! It’s <i>her</i>! <i>That singer </i>is <i>Grd</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    As we watched Ma Christiansen make her way back to the stage and embrace Grd, a dark feeling came over me. Something wasn’t right; like we’d just walked into the lion’s den.


    <i>“</i><i>Cole</i>, <i>maybe </i><i>it’s </i>just someone <i>that </i>sounds <i>like </i><i>Grd</i>…no <i>way </i>she’s <i>this </i>talented.”


    Olivia spoke in a low tone, but I could ear the malice of envy in her words, Has she always felt this way about Grd? Suddenly, father began to p.


    <b>“</b><i>Isn’t </i><i>this </i>a good thing<i>! </i><i>That </i>means the Christiansens have epted <i>her</i><i>!</i>”


    Mom said nothing. As for me, I didn’t share my father’s sentiments. I was right the first time….We shouldn’t havee here.


    <b>18:47 </b>Mon, <b>Sep </b><b>15 </b>


    <b>42 </b>


    <b>Gracie’s </b><b>POV</b><b>: </b>


    <i>Even </i>behind <i>the </i>masks I could <i>tell </i><i>my </i><i>family </i><i>was </i><i>starting </i><i>to </i><i>panic</i>. <i>I </i>was <i>sure </i><i>Cole </i><i>probably </i><i>figured </i><i>out </i><i>by </i>now <i>that </i><i>I </i><i>was </i><i>the </i>singer. <i>After </i><i>years </i>of <i>stealing </i><i>my </i><i>work</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>knew </i><i>HE </i><i>of </i><i>all </i><i>people </i><i>would </i><i>recognize </i><ol><li>me<i>. </i></li></ol>


    <i>Ma </i><i>hugged </i><i>me </i><i>tightly </i><i>thanking </i><i>me </i><i>once </i><i>again </i><i>for </i><i>loving </i><i>her </i><i>son</i><i>. </i>I <i>smiled </i><i>warmly </i><i>at </i><i>my </i><i>mother</i><i>–</i><i>in- </i><iw</i>. <i>If </i><i>only </i><i>she </i><i>knew </i><i>how </i><i>much she’d </i><i>saved </i><i>me </i><i>in </i><i>these </i><i>two </i><i>lives </i>I <i>lived</i>.


    <i>After </i><i>our </i><i>embrace </i><i>ended</i><i>, </i><i>the </i><i>crowd </i><i>continued </i><i>to </i><i>cheer</i>. <i>Taking </i><i>the </i><i>mic</i><i>, </i><i>Ma </i><i>began </i>to <i>speak</i>.


    “<i>Thank </i><i>you </i><i>all </i><i>so </i><i>much</i><i>! </i><i>If </i><i>I </i><i>could </i><i>have </i><i>everyone quiet </i><i>down</i>. <i>I’d </i><i>like </i><i>to introduce </i><i>our </i><i>guest </i><i>of </i>honor.”


    <i>The </i><i>crowd </i><i>immediately </i><i>became </i><i>quiet </i><i>as </i><i>Ma </i><i>took </i><i>her </i><i>mask </i><i>off</i><i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>As </i><i>I </i><i>said </i><i>early</i><i>, </i><i>this </i><i>year </i><i>has </i><i>been </i><i>nothing </i><i>short </i>of <i>a </i><i>nightmare </i>for <i>my </i><i>family </i><i>as </i><i>our son </i><iid </i><i>in </i><i>a </i><ia</i>. <i>Many </i>of <i>you </i><i>don’t </i><i>know </i><i>this</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>my </i><i>husband </i><i>and </i><i>I </i><i>tried </i><i>everything </i><i>we </i><i>could </i><i>to </i><i>wake </i><i>up </i><i>our </i><i>son</i><i>. </i><i>Nothing </i><i>worked</i><b><i>.</i></b><i>” </i>


    <i>Just </i><i>then</i><i>, </i><i>Theo </i><i>walked </i><i>up </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>stage </i><i>and </i><i>gently </i><i>grabbed </i><i>Ma’s </i><i>hand</i>.


    “<i>We </i><i>were </i><i>beginning </i><i>to </i><i>lose </i><i>hope</i>. <i>Afraid </i><i>our </i><i>Kai </i><i>would </i><i>never </i><i>return </i><i>to </i><i>us</i>. <i>That is </i><i>until we </i><i>met </i><i>a </i><i>very </i><i>remarkable </i><i>young </i><i>woman</i><i>. </i><i>This </i><i>girl</i><i>…</i><i>well</i><i>, </i><i>she’d </i><i>been </i><i>a </i><i>guardian </i><i>angel </i><i>to </i><i>my </i><i>son </i>for <i>a </i><i>long </i><i>time</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>I </i><i>searched </i><i>a </i>lot of <i>ces </i><i>to </i><i>find </i><i>her</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>


    The <i>crowd began </i><i>to </i><i>whisper wondering </i><i>who </i><i>this </i><i>mystery </i><i>girl </i><i>was</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>she </i><i>had </i>to <i>do </i><i>with </i><i>Kai</i><i>. </i>


    I could <i>see </i><i>the </i><i>color </i><i>draining </i><i>from </i><i>Noah </i>as <i>he </i><i>lifted </i><i>his </i>mask.


    “So <i>before </i><i>I </i><i>introduce </i><i>the </i><i>birthday </i><i>guest </i>of <i>honor</i>, <i>I </i><i>want </i><i>to </i><i>reintroduce </i><i>you </i>all to someone <i>very </i>special…..<i>Our </i>son<i>….</i><i>Kai </i><i>Christiansen</i>.<i>” </i>


    The entire crowd gasps as <i>Kai </i><i>made </i><i>his </i><i>way </i><i>to </i>the stage, <f7a> Readplete version only at FιndNovel</f7a>


    “Is that really him???<i>” </i>


    “Oh my gosh!!! When did he wake up!!!”


    “Wait! I’m not convinced! Is that really him<b>??</b>”


    <b>18:47 </b>Mon<b>, </b>Sep 15


    Kai smiled <i>lightly </i>and lifted <i>his </i>mask<i>. </i>


    GASPS!!!!!!


    :


    <b>42 </b>


    “It really is him!!!!”


    “Oh my gosh!!!”


    “Heir Christiansen has awakened!!!”


    “Praise the gods!!”


    As <i>the </i><i>crowd </i><i>roared </i><i>in </i><i>praise</i><i>; </i><i>there </i><i>was </i><i>one </i><i>family </i><i>not </i><i>cheering</i>. <i>The </i><i>Rochesters</i>. <i>By </i><i>now</i><i>, </i><i>all </i><i>of </i><i>them </i><i>had </i><i>removed </i><i>their </i>masks. <i>I </i><i>could </i><i>see </i><i>Olivia’s </i><i>eyes </i><i>filled </i><i>with </i><i>anger </i><i>and </i><i>envy</i><i>. </i><i>It </i><i>was </i><i>fine </i><i>my </i><i>marrying </i><i>Kai </i><i>when </i><i>they </i><i>all </i><i>thought he </i><i>was </i><i>a </i><i>mere </i><i>vegetable </i><i>and </i><i>I would </i><i>be </i><i>nothing </i><i>but </i><i>a </i><i>maid</i>. <i>But </i><i>now </i><i>that the </i><i>heir </i>of House <i>Christiansen </i><i>was </i><i>awake</i>, <i>that </i><i>meant </i><i>I </i><i>had </i><i>indeed </i><i>married BETTER </i><i>than </i><i>her</i>.


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