A few days had passed since Kelsea had moved into the house with Cart, as she affectionately called him. But instead of brimming with joy, her demeanor became subdued, her eyes lost their spark, and her smile faded. He had taken all of that away from her. He constantly told her she was ugly, that he didn't like her, that he would never let her go, and that her fate would be to live with him. And that was undoubtedly slowly extinguishing her poor heart.
Nevertheless, Kelsea had gone to her parents' mansion. She thought that after such a long time without seeing her, they had reconsidered all the mistreatment towards her, and surely they missed her. She walked through the garden cautiously, noticing that her grandfather was sitting at one of the tables. He looked lonely, sad, and subdued as
