Richard
My grandmother's smile warmed my heart as she gently clasped my hand with her right one. I couldn't help but wish for her swift recovery, yearning for the day when she would regain full use of her left hand.
"Please bring Raven by, Richard. I would love to meet her. I'm sure she's an amazing young woman," she expressed eagerly, her anticipation evident in her voice. Though I longed to fulfil her request immediately, I hesitated, reluctant to introduce Raven to my grandmother in such a sombre setting.
"I will, Grandma," I assured her with a nod, determined to make good on my promise once the timing was right.
"It's saddening to hear you still harbor such low opinions of me, Marisa," my mother's voice cracked with emotion as tears welled in her eyes.
"I never wanted any of this.
