Evelyn smiled faintly.
"It’s been a long time..."
"Yes, dear. I still remember her very well," Lucy Walters said softly as she gently squeezed Evelyn’s hand, her voice warm with memories.
Before Evelyn could say something, Samuel Walters approached quietly, his expression heavy with regret.
"Honey," he said weakly, looking at his wife, then Evelyn, "Eve... Let’s sit first."
When they all sat down, Evelyn found herself beside her grandmother.
Meanwhile, Stella and her grandfather took the seats opposite them.
Samuel cleared his throat, his tone heavy with sincerity as he began, "Eve, there’s something I’ve wanted to say to you for years."
Evelyn looked at him calmly. Waiting.
"I’m sorry, my dear. For what happened to you back then," Samuel said, his expression growing somber.
Evelyn didn’t say anything, so he continued, his eyes filled with remorse.
"Your grandmother and I were in Europe on a three-week cruise. By the time we got back, it had already been a week since your father..." He hesitated, then said in his deep, low voice, "...since your father disowned you."
Lucy’s hand clenched around Evelyn’s. Her eyes blurred as she tried to recall those sorrowful times in her life.
"I tried to find you," Samuel continued, "but your father had already buried everything about you. We had no address, no number, nothing. I wanted to help, but I failed you."
Evelyn nodded slowly. She already knew about it through Stella.
"I know, Grandpa. I heard about that from Stella..." She smiled softly, her voice calm and gentle. "And, please, Grandpa, stop blaming yourself, because I never blamed you. You were away, and I made my own choices."
Lucy let out a shaky sigh, her tears finally drying. "You’re still the same, always so forgiving. I was afraid you hated us."
"How could I?" Evelyn smiled faintly, her tone polite. "You were the only two people who truly cared for me when I was a child. You gave me everything my father couldn’t."
Her grandmother smiled through glistening eyes, but then asked quietly, "Then why didn’t you visit us, dear? You never came back to the house. I thought you were still angry with us."
Evelyn answered in a flat, honest tone, "Because I didn’t want to cross paths with William Walters." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Both elders froze, their expressions faltering for a second before they quickly tried to compose themselves.
Samuel gave a slight nod, understanding. "That’s fair."
Lucy sighed softly. "Your father is still stubborn. He always has been. But he regrets what he did in the past, even if he’ll never admit it."
Evelyn’s eyes flickered with faint amusement. "Regret won’t undo what he did."
Her grandmother lowered her gaze, sadness clouding her gentle face. "You’re right, Eve... You are right."
Before the conversation grew complicated and too heavy, Stella, who had been quietly munching on her sushi for the last five minutes, suddenly looked up.
"Okay, okay... everyone’s getting too emotional," she said, waving her chopsticks dramatically. "This was supposed to be a surprise lunch, not a family therapy session. Let’s eat, huh!?"
Lucy chuckled softly while Samuel shook his head, trying to hide his smile.
Evelyn let out a small laugh, too. "You never change, Stella..."
"I try not to," Stella replied with a grin. "If I did, this lunch would be unbearably serious."
Her answer brightened the mood, causing everyone at the table to laugh together.
The tense atmosphere was slightly relaxed.
Evelyn turned to her grandmother again, smiling warmly. "I’m happy to see you both. I’ve missed having you in my life."

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