CHAPTER 93

--Alyssa--

She visited you?” he asked, making me nod at him.

He had his smile on for a while, but it faded.

“What are you going to do if they find out?” I asked him, watching as his eyes softened with concern.

He smiled gently. “Go and sleep, okay? I will think about that. It is my own trouble to handle. My responsibility to you is to protect you,” he said, his voice steady and reassuring. But I didn't feel like sleeping. The only thing I wanted now was to explain to him how I ended up with Grandma. He had not heard the story yet, and I wanted him to. I couldn't help but feel that telling him my story would make him know that I was not lying when I told him that I just found out about it.

“I do not feel like sleeping at the moment. Let me tell you a story,” I said to him, my voice a little shaky with the weight of the memories. He nodded, tired of telling me to go to sleep.

“I grew up with my grandma,” I began, “thinking that my parents left me in the forest and she found me and broug