There were stages to madness.
First was the unbelievable rage, then the utter silence.
The inability to process things with clear mind.
And finally losing of one's mind.
Gracie definitely at the third stage. She didn't know if to say she was used for the second or it was just a circumstance of fate.
In actual fact she wasn't expecting the vampire prince to walk up to her and confess a stupid undying love for her but she would have felt better if to say Lewis didn't mention anything about Nicholas' bride which he was predestined to.
Now, she was bitter, her heart was weeping yet her face maintained the balance average look as she approached the living room.
