“Don’t worry. After taking the medicine you left, Grandma woke up.”
Charlotte pressed her lips together, her eyes clouded with worry. Grandma was just too old. She’d hoped the medicine would hold her over for a while, but less than a month later, everything had gone downhill so fast.
At least they had Covid-X now.
“We’re going back to Cabinda tomorrow,” Charlotte said softly.
“Tomorrow?”
She nodded. “Yeah. Mom’s test results are with Dr. David, and we’ve got a lot to go over with him.”
“Alright.” Anthony finished drying her hair, then scooped her up and carried her to bed. By the time he came back from putting away the hairdryer, she was already curled up under the blanket, sound asleep.
He’d thought she’d have trouble sleeping somewhere new, but clearly, he’d been wrong. Maybe it was just easier because this was her parents’ house. Maybe here, she finally felt safe.
Anthony sat beside her and leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss across her forehead. His eyes softened. “Lottie finally has parents who love her.”
He tucked the blanket up around her and left a small lamp on, moving quietly as he slipped out of the room. Meeting her parents for the first time, he couldn’t risk leaving a bad impression.
The moment he opened the door, he found Franco standing right outside. Franco’s tense shoulders eased a little as soon as he saw Anthony.
“Come with me for a second,” Franco said, keeping his voice low.


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