Roxy accompanied Lydia to sit in the lounge while sipping coffee in silence. She didn't know why, but she felt that Lydia harbored a deep sadness and was trying to hide it from her grandmother.
"I've heard from Declan. She said, your grandmother…." Roxy couldn't bear to continue her sentence.
"I have accepted this fact. Even though my grandmother had surgery, it did not guarantee that she would wake up because of the age. My grandmother also said it was better to let her enjoy her life in peace. I can't say anything more to her decision."
"I'm so sorry to hear that. I wish I could help."
Lydia shook her head in resignation as if she had given up on her destiny. "I guess I was meant to live alone."
"Who said you were alone? Don't you still have me?" Lydia smiled softly at that. "Also, you still have Nick watching over you." and suddenly Lydia's smile disappeared as if she had never smiled.
