Pain jolted inside my chest. I swallowed hard, pushing that unwanted emotion away. At least they’re gone, I told myself, walking into the kitchen to place the steaming hot dishes on the food trolley. Having Grey in the room while I worked was like trying to walk on fire. I was glad he wasn’t there anymore, watching me with that hawk-like gaze. A sigh escaped my lips as I pushed the food trolley out of the kitchen door.
I returned to the table where the brothers were seated. At the sight of me, they turned in my direction, their gazes lingering on my face, as though they hadn’t yet recovered from the shocking similarities I shared with their grandmother. I would love to meet her in person to see how far our similarities went. I shrugged at the hopeless thought in my head and diverted my fu
