Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny ( Quintessa and Tyrone ) novel Chapter 266

"I never expected to bump into you here today. I used to search high and low for you, but to no avail. And now, stepping out the door is all it takes."

Quintessa remained silent; she didn't know what to say to him.

Alexander pulled out a bar of chocolate from his pocket, "I remember you said you wanted this brand of chocolate so badly when it was snowing before. When I saw it today, I thought of you."

Feeling a bitter taste filling her heart, Quintessa said, "No need, I don't crave that anymore."

Quintessa hadn't noticed someone approaching her until her arm was suddenly yanked, "Quinn, weren't we in a rush? Why are we still here? Ty's been on my case about leaving."

Startled, Quintessa looked up to see Mrs. York waiting to whisk her away.

Alexander quietly retracted his hand and called out, "Mrs. York."

Mrs. York stopped there, looking surprised, "Oh, Alex! You're here too? Sorry, I was so rushed that I didn't see you. Ty's been waiting for us to have lunch. You wanna join?"

Alexander glanced at Quintessa, feeling a sense of loss, "No, thanks. I've got to go shopping with Serena."

"Oh, then off you go. We should be heading out, too. Send my regards to your folks, bye now!" Mrs. York waved at Alexander.

Alexander's voice was tinged with bitterness, "Sure, take care."

Serena hurried back, clutching Alexander's arm, "Alex, you know that Quintessa?"

"Met her at your coming-of-age party."

"But you were giving her chocolate. What were you talking about?"

"Nothing much, let's go."

"Thanks, Auntie," Quintessa said.

Quintessa thought of Tyrone; they hadn't spoken in days since that night.

After Mrs. York got into her car, she called Tyrone, fuming.

It took several attempts before he answered.

"Mom, what's up? I'm kinda busy here."

Mrs. York huffed, "You’re always so busy. Too busy to care whether your mother is dead or alive. Who knows where you wander off to all day. Let me tell you, if it weren't for me today, you'd have lost your chance, huh."

Tyrone immediately thought of Quintessa, "Mom, what do you mean?"

Mrs. York scoffed, "What do I mean? Your girl nearly got snatched away, and here you are, being busy!"