Amber's pov
It wasn't as easy as my grandma had said it, taking Adrian's picture from my mind was a daunting task. All throughout the night, I saw his face and even when my eyes were opened, I could still see his face on the face of anyone I looked at.
“Are you still thinking of him?” My grandma asked as I subconsciously paused my cutleries while taking my breakfast the next day. It was so surprising as I felt the strong aroma of my favorite meal in my room. I thought it was a dream until I woke up and saw that it was a reality. My grandma had woken up very early in the morning, while I was still sleeping and started cooking.
I hummed as I took a mouth full of food and ate it. My grandma placed his hand on my right lap and caressed it.
“Amber, I have somewhere to go, will you follow me?” She asked.
“Where?”
“Don't worry, just come with me.”
“When?” I asked, but she couldn't reply to me immediately because she was chewing her food.
“Don't worry, just come with me. I
