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“May her soul rest in peace,” she added quietly. “I have no doubt she’s smiling down right now- knowing her daughter has finally found her way home, surrounded by people who will never let her stand alone again.”
She
gave Dahlia’s hands one last squeeze, a gesture both grounding and comforting. Then her gaze drifted-inevitably-to Damien, her expression shifting from empathy to fond affection.
“Damien,” Eleanor said softly, her features warming with unmistakable affection. “It’s so good to have you home, darling. It feels like ages since we’ve seen you.”
A playful glint sparked in her eyes as she added, “You haven’t been getting yourself into too much
trouble, I hope?”
Damien stepped forward, a genuine smile softening his usually composed features as he wrapped his grandmother in a warm embrace. “Grandma… you look wonderful,” he murmured, his tone low but affectionate. “I’m sorry it’s been so long since my last visit-work’s been keeping me far too
busy.”
Pulling back, he turned toward Charles, a hint of playful respect in his voice. “Grandpa.”
Eleanor’s eyes flicked past Damien, finally settling on Maya. Her expression softened from curiosity to gentle scrutiny, a teasing warmth in her gaze. “And you must be the young lady who’s captured my grandson’s attention,” she said, her voice playful yet kind.
Damien pulled back after giving Charles a brief, affectionate hug, then stepped back to stand beside Maya. He cleared his throat softly, offering a reassuring glance at her before guiding her a
step forward. “Grandma, Grandpa… this is Maya.”
Maya’s heart fluttered under their gaze. She drew a steadying breath, forcing a small, respectful
smile. Her voice was barely above a whisper. “It’s… an honor to meet you, Mrs. Blackwood, Mr.
Blackwood.”
Eleanor’s lips lifted in a teasing half-smile, her eyes sparkling with warmth. “Oh, please-call me
Grandma, dear. We can skip the formalities.” She reached out, her hands gentle yet firm, and clasped Maya’s warmly.
Maya felt her cheeks flush instantly. Damien’s hand gave a reassuring squeeze at her back, and she nodded slightly, returning the warmth in Eleanor’s teasing, affectionate gaze.
Eleanor’s eyes lingered on Maya, shifting from playful curiosity to quiet, heartfelt admiration. Her voice softened, rich with warmth and reverence. “You are truly beautiful, my dear-and those eyes … they carry your mother’s light. There’s so much of her in you; it’s impossible not to see it.” A
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tender smile graced her lips, a quiet, adoring acknowledgment of the young woman standing before her.
Maya blinked, caught off guard by the intensity and sincerity of Eleanor’s words. Shock softened
into emotion, her lips parting slightly as tears glimmered at the edges of her eyes. “Th… thank you…
she stammered, her voice trembling. She hesitated a moment, then found the courage to add
softly, “Grandma.”
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