Inside Philip's room, the atmosphere was heavy with anticipation. Oriana, seated in a chair beside the bed, faced her grandfather with a look of earnest determination.
"Grandpa, we might not get another chance to talk peacefully and for me to know the entire truth from the past—truth about our family and how it's related to the royal family. I expect you to tell me everything today. I assure you, I can handle whatever it is. You will still be my grandfather, and nothing in this world can make me love you any less than I do. In my heart, you will remain the same person forever," Oriana said, her voice steady and resolute.
Philip, resting against the headboard, sighed softly, grappling with the weight of the situation. "I am not sure from where exactly to start and for how many things I should apologize to you. All I can say is I am guilty for not being able to give you a good life. I made you suffer with me."
