It was an awkward moment as they stood around, neither saying a word for a prolonged moment that seemed to make her suffocate in the silence, until finally, he broke it.
"You have a lot of questions to ask, so ask child." Michael, her grandfather spoke, his harmonic voice was soothing but hard.
She fiddled with her dress nervously, while darting her eyes around before clearing her throat as she spoke "I have a lot of questions, but I don't know what to say." She confessed meekly.
"Let's have a walk in the garden then." He suggested with a bright smile as he stretched his hand to her.
Her gaze darted from his face to her hand and hesitating slightly, she took it as he led her out of the room to the garden.
The moment her hands touched his, she sensed a celestial warmth pulsating from his skin, emanating to her, an odd sense of tranquility.
