Iris gripped her grandmother's hand tightly before continuing through her tears, "Forgive your ignorant granddaughter..." She sobbed softly. "But now, I have changed. I am no longer the old Iris who would trouble you. I will help you get through this ordeal, Grandma."
"Oh dear," Cassandra couldn't help but pull her only granddaughter into her embrace, allowing her to pour out her sadness.
Hearing Iris weep like that could break her heart, but Cassandra couldn't cry anymore since her tears had dried up.
Since discovering her illness in the past few years, Cassandra had cried almost every night. However, her tears weren't shed out of fear of death but rather of concern for leaving Iris alone. At that time, Iris was still immature. She couldn't bear the thought of leaving her alone.
