CHAPTER 89

Since the Montefalco's party, it seemed like the week flew by in the blink of an eye. But during that time, I could not shake the worry about what might have happened to grandma. I could not help but worry about her well-being, but Aunt Lou was adamant about keeping me confined to the house.

I had been eagerly awaiting the moment when my aunt Lou would finally depart for her duties, allowing me the perfect opportunity to slip away unnoticed. However, to my dismay, the hours had ticked by since the early morning, and Aunt Lou was still engrossed in her beloved garden in the backyard.

"Are you not going to your clinic today?" As soon as I emerged, I eagerly greeted her, eager to see her latest masterpiece in the garden.

I must admit, they are truly wonderful. It is quite a delightful surprise to discover that my aunt possesses a knack for gardening as well. She excelled at creating charming little scenes beneath her rustic wooden fences.

"Is it Saturday today?" she asked, her voice fill