GRANDMA CELIA'S POV.
It's been three days already, and the words of my grandkids were still glued to the back of my mind, and I doubted that even the most potent potion could peel it off. Every time I remembered it, my heart thumped loudly like it was afraid of something.
Why do I not like her? This woman they called their mate? Why did I feel like she had all this planned out? Like she was after their money.
The babies?
What was the assurance that it was theirs? What if it wasn't? What if this was just a trap set by her? Could I watch my innocent, sweet grandkids fall into it?
Never!
Never was I going to allow that. Not in this lifetime, not in the next. Not until I was sure that she didn't intentionally plan it out. Because how on Earth was I supposed to say my two grandsons were s
