Ethan's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared back and forth between his grandmother and his mother, his mind racing to comprehend the sudden turn of events.
"What?" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with shock and confusion, struggling to process the weight of their words. It was as if he were hearing double, the reality sinking in slowly but painfully. "You want me to bring her here?" he repeated, each word laced with disbelief and a hint of frustration, as if the very idea was almost too much to grasp.
Amelia, his grandmother, Rebecca forced a gentle smile, her eyes softening as she fixed her gaze on Ethan. There was a quiet urgency in her expression, a silent plea beneath the surface.
