When I turned fifteen I got the news that my grandpa had passed away but I could not come back as my end term exam was going on, but I was deeply saddened by the news.
After that I came back from school for my summer break and went straight to his graveyard and cried my eyes out, he was the only one with whom I could share everything but no he was gone. After a long time when I started walking back towards the manor, I saw my grand father’ right hand man standing and smiling at me.
Though I had met him only a few times I knew my grand father trusted him a lot as he had told me once if anything ever happens to him the one person I could always ask for help was him.
In walked towards him and greeted him he told me to follow him and he took me near the lake and sat on the bench, I sat ne
