"You know her just well." He spoke. "Bridget."
"What?" The words left my lips before I could stop them. I hadn't expected him to mention my grandma's name.
"How? Why? When?"
"I'll give you all the answers you need while we walk toward her suite." He answered, stretching his palm forward as a gesture for me to keep walking.
"I've always known Bridget. She was a dear friend to my mother."
That was true. My grandma was the backbone behind why I was fated to Axel. I remember being so happy because I finally had Axel to myself. He was all that I'd ever dreamt of… or so I thought.
"I never knew you paid her visits here." I replied.
"Yeah, it's been a while since I've visited her, but now that I'm in New York, I hope to do so more frequently." He spoke, his voice growing softer. "She's a m
