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 While Wilhelm helped chop the vegetables for dinner, he felt his mother's eyes on him most of the time. When he could take it no longer, he looked up.

"What?" He questioned.

"Nothing."

"If it's nothing then why do you keep looking at me?"

"Just check if they are in yet. I feel they are."

He dropped the knife, wiped his hands clean, and gave his mom one suspicious look before sauntering out rather eagerly.

His heart did a weird flip when his eyes met her. In the middle of the living room where the couches were laid, sat her. She was sitting with Charles, her grandfather, and Arabella in the living room.

For a moment, he just stared at the lady in between h