In love with my step-son
Then slowly, I nodded.
She reached out gently. Her hands were steady, practiced. As soon as Elora settled in her arms, Eliza’s face crumpled.
“Hi, sweetheart,” she whispered. “I’m your grandma. I’ve missed so much, but I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere.”
I watched her rock Elora slowly. Her arms were careful, her eyes wide with emotion.
“You’re good with her,” I said quietly.
Eliza glanced up, surprised. “I worked in pediatrics. Before... everything.”
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