William Caddel
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My grandfather had taken to Eliana very well.
It almost gave me a whiplash the way he suddenly changed his attitude toward her. On the first day, he had his guard up and was probing a lot to try and find something wrong in our supposed relationship but twenty-four hours later, he was totally smitten.
That also happened to be a problem though because whenever my grandfather got comfortable, his tongue got loose. We were taking a walk along the lakeside when he suddenly stopped wheeling his chair.
“What do your parents do, Elia?”
I arched an eyebrow at the new nickname but when I processed the question, I frowned. I let out a sigh. “You’re asking too many questions.” If it had been a real relationship, he would have chased her away with his many inquiries.
“This is
