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Chapter 5

Author: Blessed assurance
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-22 04:41:43

Christine’s POV

The past week had passed in a blur. Visiting Greece had been a dream come true, taking Grandma to explore the winding streets of Santorini, the ancient ruins of Athens, and the beautiful beaches which made it even more fun.

We’d worn matching outfits, bright sundresses that made us look like a pair of giddy tourists, grandma snapping selfies with the Parthenon in the background or against the endless blue of the Aegean Sea. I’d gotten her so many gifts each day we went out. Every moment with her felt like a gift, a way to say thank you for the way she’d always loved me, fiercely and without hesitation.

While we had fun, my phone had been buzzing nonstop. Grandpa Fredrick, Dad, Mom, and Francis, all trying to reach me. Their calls went unanswered, their texts piling up in my inbox. I’d read them, the blue ticks glaring back at them, but I couldn’t bring myself to respond. Not yet. Their messages ranged from worried to frustrated, Dad even sent “Call me back, we need to
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