THE MATE THE ALPHA NEVER CHOSE
As I played the game, I felt long forgotten memories flooding my mind.
"You are getting better," Grandpa said, nodding his head. "I guess I'm a great teacher, even though my student will never best me."
"Arrogant as always," Grandma said, her nose still buried in the book she was reading.
Grandma was sitting in her favourite armchair, immersed in a terrifying horror novel. She loved reading horror stories, something I could never understand. Why would someone enjoy experiencing fear through reading? In general, Grandma always had a book with her, enjoying the fascinating tales that unfolded within their pages. Her presence always felt like a warm embrace, and I loved being close to her.