Delilah caught Flora's hand in a firm grip, her earnest eyes settling on Grandma.
"Grandma, Flora... would you come live with me at the Vance family villa?"
The instant those words left her lips, the dining area fell dead quiet.
Grandma and Flora stared at her, baffled, and Flora immediately blurted out, "The young lady's villa? What's that? Aren't we going back to Greenvale?"
The words stuck in Delilah's throat. She inhaled sharply. "If you want to return to Greenvale, I can arrange for someone to send you back."
The unspoken message was crystal clear: she herself could never set foot in Greenvale again.
Leaning on her walking cane, Grandma studied her for a long, quiet moment, then stepped forward and pulled Delilah into a tight embrace, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
