Chapter 129

OLIVIA Grandma looked softly at Noah. A mask covered half of his face, hiding most of his features. Honestly, Noah looked nothing like Liam. But Grandma had only seen Liam a few times—always through video calls, never in person. In her weakened state, with her vision not as sharp as before, it wasn’t hard to understand how she could mistake one man for another. “Liam, thank you for driving Emma all the way—” “Grandma!” I quickly grabbed her hand to stop her from continuing. My heart pounded against my chest. Did Noah notice that Grandma called me Emma? Grandma paused and looked at me carefully. There was a flicker of understanding in her eyes—as if she suddenly realized she had said something she shouldn’t have. As if she understood that I didn’t want certain parts of my past mentioned here. “You and Liam should rest too,” she said gently instead. “You don’t need to stay here with me." Noah stepped closer to the bed and lifted the blanket slightly, glancing at Grandma’s injured leg—mos