Grandpa stepped down from the car and walked towards us looking tired but still maintaining a small smile on his face.
“Where are you going with your bags?" He asked and turned to me. “Diane, help your friend settle into the mansion."
Before I could piece my words together, Aurora spoke up. “Don't worry Mr Sinclair, I won't be staying at the mansion."
Confusion clouded his face as his eyes traveled from her to mine and back. "Nonsense, of course you will. This is also your home.”
Aurora smiled uncomfortably. "I would've loved to stay sir but I'm…I will be honest with you, I'm not really comfortable here."
My palm silently slapped my face. Great! Now he has something else to worry about and there's no way he won't know what happened.
“I don't understand what that means, you…" he p
