By now, Diaz Drake and the others probably still assume that I, Tiana Williams, am merely the adopted granddaughter of Old Master Williams, Myles Williams—connected through the Brooke Family.
Those who know the truth maintain their silence with an unspoken consensus.
As for those who are unaware, truth becomes indistinct from falsehood.
"Sister, don't worry. As long as I'm a part of the Tower Clan, that place will always be your home,"
the young boy, whose face still bore a trace of childishness, said with conviction.
Although Tiana knew that for this young man to make it happen, he would likely have a long and arduous journey ahead, she still smiled and nodded in agreement.
Luther Holmes could catch a glimpse of tenderness and contentment in his sister's eyes at that moment.
...
They had a satisfying barbecue meal, and Tiana then took Luther shopping for a few clothes.
They visited those bargain stores with reasonable prices.
