|Katherine|
It was like déjà vu—the kind that claws at your chest—when Noel’s name flashed on my screen. His voice was urgent, trembling as he told me about Grandpa’s condition.
And instantly, that familiar fear surged back. The same fear that had consumed me months ago, the fear that hollowed me out the moment I first answered his calls. Back then, I raced home only to find Grandpa teetering between life and death.
But this time… this time was different.
This time, I was running to his room with my heart pounding not only with fear but with something else—happiness, disbelief, and a fragile kind of excitement that felt too dangerous to hope for.
Because Grandpa was awake.
I nearly stumbled as I pushed the door open, breathless and shaking. My eyes darted immediately to the figures i
