Mira POV
Grandma entered with the paper bag in hand, her cane clanking as she walked up to me. She dumped the bag on my bed;
“You were right, he's just standing out there with your father like statues.”
“Is it really necessary to make them both stay outside?” I asked, even though I was pleased by the fact that those two men weren't breathing down my neck.
Grandma sighed, “Don't worry about them, they have alot of catching up to do outside. I still want peace and privacy with my Granddaughter.”
I smiled, my heart warming up gently. Grandma was the only family I had who got me, who wasn't suffering from one mental or behavioural disease or the other. So even though I was ready, my heart still sank everytime I remember that she'd soon leave.
“Grandma, can't I just come back and live w
