Isabella's POV

The moment Grandma turns off the Television set to cut me short the movie program I am engrossed in while chewing on the homemade popcorn I prepared this morning, I know it is high time we spoke.

"Bella", she calls, dropping the remote control on the small stool beside her and turning to me.

I chew on the remaining popcorn in my mouth and drop the bowl before facing her with a guilty look.

"I want you to tell me what is happening and why you are getting ...