Enzo Denver.Grandfather's mighty king chair, with its rich mahogany hue, faced the expansive glass window that overlooked the serene garden.When Mum's voice, filled with anticipation, called out to him, his chair seemed to pivot in slow motion, and his smile, warm and comforting, sent a wave of nostalgia through my entire being."Dad…" Mum hugged him immediately like a child who had missed her father for years. It's been two decades since they last saw each other, and I'm sure Mum misses Grandfather so much."My dear child," he said in his solid baritone voice. He stood up, opened his arms, and embraced mum.As my mother and grandfather hugged, I fought to keep a calm facade. Kyla, sensing my tension, squeezed my hand tightly. She looked at them with joy, unaware of the complexities of our family history."You look well, Dad," Mum complimented him."Is that so?" Grandfather slightly laughed and paused when his eyes darted on us. He then walked closer to me and Kyla."Milord Enzo De
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