One month has passed since my date with Grandpa, and nothing memorable has happened within that period. All I did was work and spend time alone or with Grandpa. With Grandpa taking me out almost every day, I all but forgot about the brothers.
That is until - “We are back, dove,” the brothers texted me. My heart leaped out of my chest as I stared at their message. I felt unexplainable excitement about their return.
They texted me in the morning, and throughout the day, I eagerly waited for them, only to sleep disappointed when they didn't visit me. I waited and waited, getting upset every night when they didn't visit, and just like that, a week passed.
I could have called them to ask what they were doing or to meet me, but my pride didn't let me, so for a week, I couldn't sleep proper
