Chapter 10

Sarina

"Grandma," greeted Maximus. We were at the condo, and his grandmother had just arrived. I was lost and didn't know what to do because she was looking at me, his grandson, and our intertwined hands.

"Good morning," I had to greet her as well so I wouldn’t appear snobbish, or she’d think I was disrespectful. She raised his eyebrows before facing Maximus.

"How are you, grandson?" she asked, settling herself on the couch next to Maximus' wheelchair. He was sitting there while I was on the other side, so we were like in a love triangle picture.

"As you can see, I'm perfectly fine. My wife is taking care of me."

"It must be because she gets paid for that!" Ouch! She didn't even honk her horn; I would have hit her if she wasn't so old.

"Grandma..."

"What? It's true! Why? Do you think she would work properly if she’s not well compensated? She had better do her job, or I will report her to the nurse's association.”

"Sarina is now my wife, grandma."

"So?" the old woman asked, raising her