Chapter50

# Chapter 50:  Eva's Point of View My hands were shaking a little as we drove up to Grandmother Helena's estate. Even after all these years, the place still took my breath away. The iron gates slowly opened, and I heard the kids gasp from the backseat. "Oh my gosh, Mom! Look at how huge it is!" Sam pressed his face against the car window. "It looks like those fancy houses we see in movies!" He wasn't wrong. The mansion was massive, sitting there like something out of a fairytale with its perfect gardens and sparkling fountains. The evening moon made everything look magical, casting silver light across the marble statues. "Mama, are those real flowers?" Mia's eyes were wide as she pointed at the rose gardens. "There's so many colors!" "Those are all real, baby." I smiled. "Your great-grandmother loves her flowers." We pulled up to the front steps, and my heart did a little flip. There she was Grandmother Helena, standing tall and elegant as ever. Even at seventy-five, she looked like sh