Rose POV
I woke up alone in bed. Liam must've gotten up earlier and left. So I got out of bed and went to breakfast, hoping he would be there.
But it was just Grandpa by himself, sipping on his coffee.
"Where is Liam?" I asked.
"Well, good morning to you too, Rose," he said, raising an eyebrow.
"Whatever. Where is he?" I asked again, waiving my hand dismissively.
"I believe he went to see his father. He should be back shortly. In the meantime, why not enjoy breakfast with your ole grandpa, hmm?" he asked.
I sighed and sat down at the table.
Grandpa poured me a cup of coffee and pushed a plate of pancakes toward me. The aroma of maple syrup and fresh fruit was comforting, even if my mind was elsewhere.
"So, how are you getting along with Liam now? You two seemed to be more friendly
