Amanda Smith snuggled affectionately next to the elderly man, her arm entwined with his as she rested her head on his shoulder just like she used to do when she was a child. His words caused her heart to tremble slightly, as if a tiny insect had gently bitten her, leaving a swollen, pain.
In her heart, she thought that maybe she had been wrong, she wasn't alone in this world, she wasn't without family. When she was hurt, it wasn't that there was no one to feel pain for her.
If she were to just leave, how heartbroken Mr. Johnson would be... For the sake of this one family member, she couldn't commit such an irresponsible act.
Mr. Johnson's coarse fingers stroked the woman's soft, long hair, touching her slender back, he sighed lightly, "These past few days, grandfather wasn't here, you must have suffered."
Amanda's nose felt a little sour as she leaned her head on Mr. Johnson's shoulder and shook it slightly, "It has nothing to do with grandfather."
