I was about to speak, but Grandpa, who had always been kind to me, fixed Tom with a stern look. "You called Sophia?"

"...Yes." Tom could only admit it.

"You're getting too used to making decisions on your own!" Grandpa barked angrily. "Everyone, get out!"

"Grandpa..." I still wanted to say something, worried that his anger would harm himself.

Grandpa waved his hand. "Don't worry. They're not going to give me a heart attack. You wait outside."

Hearing this, I had ...