CHAPTER 163

ZYLIAH'S POV

She had been avoiding any conversations with me throughout the day. So I waited patiently for my time.

Finally we were home, and I was carrying a bag with Grandma Charlotte's brand on it, following her into the house.

The kids were not in the living room or even the entrance hall. No one was.

"Why are you following me, Zyliah darling? Your room is that way." She pointed in the opposite direction.

"We have to talk, Grandma Charlotte." I insisted, following ...