Rhea’s POV
The moment I heard that, my heart skipped a beat, and even my wolf let out a low, mournful whine inside me. Three years? Grandfather has been lying in a hospital bed for three whole years, and nobody told me. Not one word.
The thought of it shattered my heart.
Sophia spoke again, her voice dripping with pity that doesn’t reach her eyes. “The doctors said it was a massive stroke. He kept asking for you, Rhea. Every single day.”
Kelvin leans forward, elbows on the table, his lips curling into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “He missed you so bad it broke him. We had to tell him something so he’d stop crying your name. Told him you moved overseas. Said you didn’t want to come back. Ever.”
Mother nods slowly, taking a few step forward. “Yes, Rhea. It was kinder that way, m
