79. A secret

VICTOR....

I stared at his back; soon, he disappeared into the crowd of people at the funeral. I frowned before getting inside the car.

Bellatrix had witnessed all of it. She felt the strange tension within him too. "What is it?"

Slowly, I opened the note: 'Tomorrow, at four in the afternoon, at Charlie's House, I will wait for you. Text me your answer if you can come.'

"Who is Charlie?" I heard Bella's curious tone.

"It's not really a person he meant; Charlie's House—it's a meatball restaurant a little way from the main city," I explained.

Since childhood, I have seen Grandpa visiting Charlie's House at least once a month. Sometimes, he even took me with him. The owner, Charlie, used to adore us and respected Grandpa a lot. In Grandpa's heart, no one could make meatballs like Charlie, so no matter how far away it was, he would always visit.

Although I have heard that a few years earlier, Charlie died. At that time, Grandpa was really sad. He had built a good bond with Charlie