Alice’s POVWhile Terrance was pulling the files, and the footage, I decided to go through grandpa’s things. My guilt was still present and aching in my heart as I went into his suite. Everything was carefully organized and I could still smell his cologne. It was like he’d be back any moment, walking through the door, asking me what I was doing snooping. I smiled at the pictures on the wall. They weren’t stuffy, official, like the ones around the mansion. In here, everything was authentically grandpa.Pictures on the wall of his wedding, important events, his face beaming with a smile. There were pictures of everyone, grandma, his sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, and his kids. Even David and Lucas when they were boys, grinning while fishing off a giant yacht. It was a room full of good memories and the reason grandpa accomplished everything he ever did – family.I took in the smell of his cologne as I went into this closet, finding his old suits, shoes, and even some colorful outfit
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