CHAPTER 69 

ZYLIAH’S POV

"Let’s go inside before the food gets cold," the woman everyone called Grandma Charlotte urged, ushering us in as she stepped ahead of us.

Claire shot me a cutting glare before walking off, while Delia and Natalie nudged me from both sides.

"I thought you didn't want to come," Natalie teased, the glint in her eyes making her playfulness obvious.

I lifted my shoulders in a shrug and followed them into the house.

I heard children’s voices and footsteps, then ...