“Grandma, please don’t think so. I was jealous when you were so good to the fake


    granddaughter. I really wanted to tell you back then that I was your granddaughter,” M said


    affectionately.


    Loretta bit her lip and wept quietly, her body trembling.


    “I didn’t know whether my parents were alive or dead. I wanted to find out about them through the fake


    Sally. That’s why I put up with it and didn’t tell you the truth. It’s all my fault. I’m sorry.”


    M rubbed her cheek against Loretta’s shoulder and it melted Loretta’s heart.


    M had always loved cuddling and being affectionate with Loretta when she was a little girl but had


    stopped when she turned six.


    “Grandma, can you forgive me? Grandma, forgive me just this once. Will you?” M gently swung her


    hand.


    Loretta felt even more on


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    She hung her head and sobbed, then wiped her tears with both


    hands and choked out, “I–I’m the one who should be apologizing.”


    “Grandma, you’re not wrong. You don’t have to apologize.” M smiled brightly. She held Loretta’s hand


    with one hand and wiped away her tears with the other.


    “I” Loretta looked at M with reddened eyes.


    M’s heart shattered at the sight but she smiled and said, “Grandma,e sit with me in the living


    room. I brought your favorite pastries. Let’s eat together, shall we?”


    Loretta nodded but then shook her head. “I’m not mad at you anymore. You’re always busy. You should


    be tired. Go rest in your room/I–I can eat alone.”


    It made M sad to see how carefully Loretta was still trying to please her.


    With tears in her eyes, M took Loretta’s hand and walked over to the couch. She took the box of


    pastries that Phoebe had handed over, opened it, and smiled at Loretta. “I’m not tired. I want to be with


    you.”


    Loretta looked at M in surprise. M picked up a pastry and held it up to Loretta’s mouth. ” Grandma,


    open up. Let me feed you.”


    Loretta looked at the pastry in disbelief before finally opening her mouth for a bite. She stared


    nervously into M’s face and asked, “Y–You’re not another fake granddaughter again, are you?”


    M was amused by Loretta’s reaction. Yet, she felt a pang of mncholy afterughing. She had


    never treated Loretta as such. M assured her, “Grandma, I’m your granddaughter. I haven’t changed.


    I’ve just be an adult.”


    Loretta still had a hard time believing it. Mira leaned into Loretta’s ear and whispered, Grandma, I


    remember the summer I was eight and I got sick.


    “Everyone told me not to eat anything cold but you sneakily bought me a big tub of ice cream.


    “We hid under the nket and enjoyed it together. We had so much fun until Grandpa found


    you threw the whole tub of ice cream in his face.”


    out. He was so mad at you bo


    Lorettaughed as she recalled the memory. “Yeah, your grandpa was so mad at me that he wanted to


    strangle me so badly. He said the only thing I knew was to harm you.”


    M wrapped her arms around Loretta’s shoulders and leaned against her. “How could you do me


    harm? You’ve always been the one who loved me the most.”


    The smile on Loretta’s face fell and she suddenly burst into tears. “Wanda! I’m the one who did you


    harm and made you suffer. I’m truly awful and I don’t deserve you!”


    Loretta had just calmed down, but she began to me herself and cry again.


    “Grandma, you did me no harm. I’m fine. You’re the one who loves me most,” M said.


    A pang of guilt washed over Loretta as she uttered, “I’m the one who broke you and Nate apart. I’m so


    damned awful. I kept you two apart.”