My grandma was excluded from the suspicion of murder and corpse disposal, and was educated. She found the body and should protect the scene and immediately call the police, and then she was sent back home.
But my soul did not follow her, but drifted back to Stephen's home.
A little girl curled up on the sofa, too tired to open her eyes.
Seeing her, Stephen slightly relaxed. He kissed her on the face and then carried her to the children's room.
I burst into tears and felt a sharp pain in my heart.
Nana...
After three years of separation, she was no longer the same as when she was just a month old, but we were connected by heart. I recognized her at a glance. She is my Nana...
My transparent hand gently touched the chubby little face of Nana.
Her eyebrows and eyes resemble me and Stephen.
This was my Nana, my baby...
Nana opened his eyes in a daze and whispered, "Daddy..."
"Have you found Mommy?"
Stephen froze, his eyes filled with complexity. "We will find her."
I broke down and cried.
My Nana... Mommy is so sorry for you... I thought.
I floated onto the small bed and lay beside Nana. As if sensing it, she turned over and nestled into my arms.