Grace finally understood why Quentin always had that pained, disappointed gaze when he looked at her.

She had been part of what led to Albert's death. But if Albert had spoken to her before he passed, he likely hadn't held a grudge. He was probably just frustrated, wishing she had done better.

Even though she couldn't remember everything, a wave of guilt crashed over her. Overwhelmed, she slapped herself hard.

Her cheek turned red from the slap, and Liam flinched in shock. "Grace! What are you doing?"

She shook her head, forcing herself to steady her emotions, and continued up the path. "Come on. Take me to Grandpa."

Liam stiffened with regret, afraid that saying anything more might set her off again. Bringing her here suddenly felt like a terrible mistake. They walked for another ten minutes before Albert's tombstone came into view.

Grace stopped in her tracks. A strange heaviness settled in her chest, making it hard to move forward. Even so, Liam gave her space. She hesitated for a long moment before finally stepping forward.

headstone bore a kind expression. The second her gaze fell on it, tears blurred her vision

herself. It took her a long time to focus enough to read the inscription. A few fresh bouquets rested at

herself to kneel, but

her up. "Grace, that's enough. Let's go back.

might actually help Grace remember. If Alice hadn't mentioned it,

a deep breath, hesitating. He couldn't bring himself

and fixed her gaze on Albert's face in the photo, etching it into her memory. Only then did she let out a bitter

that blind before?" Had she done so many foolish

To him, Grace had been

at the cemetery before heading back, but Liam had barely driven

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