Lewis's face stiffened.
He glanced over at old Mrs. Horton, but she was focused on Nathan and Oliver, not sparing him even a glance.
Lewis clenched his jaw and tightened his fists, then cautiously called out, "Grandma…"
Still, no response from her.
It was Oliver who finally spoke up. "Lewis, Grandma might not remember you right now. It's crowded in here, and the air's a little stale. You should step outside for a bit."
Keira frowned at those words, clearly wanting to say something. But when she glanced at old Mrs. Horton, she held back.
Lewis had already turned and was striding out of the room.
Keira understood. He didn't want to argue with them in front of his grandma, so she immediately followed him.
Before leaving, she turned to look back.
Old Mrs. Horton was happily chatting with Nathan and Oliver, holding Nathan's hand, seemingly unaware that Lewis and Keira had left.
