"..." Michael froze after seeing that figure.
Meanwhile, Clovis was walking slowly but surely approaching the elderly woman. He didn't know what kind of face he should show.
There might not be a need to show it on his face. His gaze might be enough. The tender and gentle gaze reflected the longing.
"Are you… my great-grandma?" Clovis asked in a soft voice.
Silvia smiled. "Yes. Your gaze looks like Lily's, even though your appearance resembles your grandfather's."
"..." Clovis didn't know what he should say. For the past few days, he had been wondering what he should say to her. Now that he was standing before her, all those questions disappeared.
"You don't have to say anything, darling." Silvia smiled. "Your grandfather simply hid you from me the whole time. It took me so long to finally find you. It'll be better if we talk inside."
"Mhmm…" Clovis nodded.
Silvia nodded gracefully before looking at Michael, as if telling him, "You too."
