Adam's pov
It was Alan who called. Grandma's health was deteriorating and she kept requesting to see me. The doctors said that she doesn't have much time left. I immediately reached the main mansion with Dave. It was a three hour long journey and when we reached the mansion, many people were gathered there. My grandma looked too weak. I sat by her side and stroked my hand on her head. She opened her eyes, looked at me and gave a contented smile.
"I knew you'd come my son."
She took a pause.
"Always follow your heart my child. And I know, one day you'll learn to forgive your father too." She spoke in a low tone.
In a few moments she took her last breaths.
Unlike other people who were bawling their eyes out and crying, I stood there composed. Crying is not something I do. Crying is
