When Maxime saw the old man lying in bed, his black eyes scanned the room a few times, realizing there was no one else. He then leaned over to the bedside with a cute smile. "You're my great-grandpa."

Magnus hadn't lied to him. He was practically his mini-me, looking so much like him when he was young. The old man looked at Maxime, his eyes reddening as he almost couldn't stop himself from crying.

"Great-grandpa, why are you lying in bed, not moving?" Maxime reached up to scratch his head and ...