Aida stared at Chastity on the bed. With tears flowing in her eyes, she slowly held her hand. Her poor granddaughter. When will tragedy ever leave her life? Why is she always experiencing difficult situations? What has she done to deserve this? With these questions in mind, she feels so sad for her. Wiping her tears, she stooped to kiss her forehead.
"Rest well enough but don't forget to open your eyes. We are waiting here for you," she said to her and moved away from her bed.
After a while, she stood up and went to the bed next to Chastity's. Standing on the bedside, she stared at Charles. She did not see him this close before. Now, she realized that he is exactly an adult version of Asher. He is a handsome man, surely a woman magnet. I can see why my granddaughter fel
