I felt oddly out of place for Henry's affection.

I liked him - he gave off the kind of gentle energy that made you want to lean in - but the truth was, I didn't remember him at all.

His kind, hopeful gaze made me uneasy. I forced a smile, trying to hide the unease rising in my chest.

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Now that's wonderful news!" Henry's whole face lit up with joy.

And yet, I couldn't shake the awkwardness.

Vincent ...