Lewis's face stiffened.
He glanced over at old Mrs. Horton, but she was focused on Nathan and Oliver, not sparing him even a glance.
Lewis clenched his jaw and tightened his fists, then cautiously called out, “Grandma…”
Still, no response from her.
It was Oliver who finally spoke up. “Lewis, Grandma might not remember you right now. It's crowded in here, and the air's a little stale. You should step outside for a bit.”
Keira frowned at those words, clearly wanting to say something. But when she glanced at old Mrs. Horton, she held back.
Lewis had already turned and was striding out of the room.
Keira understood. He didn't want to argue with them in front of his grandma, so she immediately followed him.
Before leaving, she turned to look back.
Old Mrs. Horton was happily chatting with Nathan and Oliver, holding Nathan's hand, seemingly unaware that Lewis and Keira had left.
Keira let out a deep breath and walked out the door, only to see Lewis standing on the balcony.
She quickly joined him, watching as he reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.
Keira was taken aback. Since she'd known him, Lewis rarely smoked.
Had things really gotten so bad?
She walked up beside him.
The moment she did, Lewis stubbed out the cigarette and took a deep breath. “Grandma used to dote on me. She always said I was her only grandson and didn't acknowledge anyone else.”
Keira paused for a moment.
Lewis let out a small, bitter laugh. “I never understood why. I mean, Oliver is her grandson too. Why didn't she acknowledge him? Did he do something unforgivable? It wasn't until later that I realized—she didn't reject him… she just didn't dare acknowledge him. She was afraid that if she gave him too much love, there wouldn't be enough left for me.”
Keira clenched her jaw.
Suddenly, laughter erupted from inside the room.
Then, Oliver's exaggerated voice followed. “Grandma, you remember me now? And do you know who this is? This is my wife, Marisa… and this is your great-granddaughter, Selena!”
Old Mrs. Horton responded with an enthusiastic, “Oh, my granddaughter-in-law!”
Marisa quickly chimed in, “I'm here, Grandma…”
Nathan laughed. “Mom, make sure you remember this time—this is your grandson. Don't let anyone else take up all the space in your heart!”
Anyone else…
To Nathan, his own son Lewis was just “anyone else.”
How ridiculous.
At that moment, Keira couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Lewis. She reached out and held his hand.
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