But before I could move, she grabbed my hand, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. “Naomi, my health is getting worse,” she said softly. “Dr. Beck already told me everything. It’s late-stage bone cancer. I don’t have much time left.”
My chest tightened.
“Grandma…” My voice cracked as tears spilled over. Without thinking, I buried my face against her shoulder, just like I used to when I was a child.
She gently stroked my hair. “All I want before I go is to see you and Wilbur get married. If I could witness that, I could leave this world peacefully.”
I stiffened. A lump formed in my throat as I looked up at her, torn between her last wish and my own future.
How could I possibly marry a man who had already betrayed me before the wedding?
Grandma studied my face and sighed. “Did you two have a fight?”
I frowned and asked back, “How did you know?”
She gave me a knowing look and revealed, “Wilbur called Dr. Beck earlier. He told me he upset you and that you probably didn’t want to see him right now. So, he asked me to talk to you on his behalf.”
Naomi's POV
I swallowed my anger and forced myself to stay calm. "Grandma, did he tell you why we argued?"