Chapter 227

Ethan Smith must’ve caught wind of the drama between Marilyn Gray and me yesterday. His eyes were practically throwing daggers, but since Grandpa was around, he held his tongue. After dinner, I grabbed some fruit and headed to Grandpa’s room. He was lounging on a rocking chair on the balcony, soaking up the winter sun. The moment he saw me, he smiled warmly and waved me over. “Come, sit.” I settled into the chair across from him and placed the fruit on the table. His encouraging look made me bite my lip before I finally spoke. “Grandpa, I really appreciate you standing up for me yesterday. But... I went too far. I got ahead of myself, thinking I had your support, and forgot what being the younger generation means. Even if it wasn’t on purpose, letting things get physical and embarrassing her in public—that’s on me.” He gave me a proud smile. “It wasn’t your fault. If Marilyn had half your consideration for others, that fight wouldn’t have happened at all.” I gently interrupted, “No, th