Elana.
“Nana, is everything okay?” I asked my grandmother.
We were in the mansion's garden, which was our favorite spot. Grandfather and Armon were taking a walk around the garden.
Nana had the chefs prepare a lovely meal so we could enjoy the afternoon sun.
Selanene spent most of her time in the grass, playing with butterflies and the grass itself. I didn’t bring her toys down because I didn’t want her to throw them outside.
“Why yes darling everything is perfect,” she dabbed her mouth after chewing her meal. Perfect she says…
“So why have you been acting differently since yesterday?” I asked her. I had also just concluded my meal.
“Acting differently? What could you possibly mean by that? I have been the same silly,” she laughed. But it was not genuine.
“Who was the visitor that
