Chapter 92

ELORA'S POV It was early in the evening when Lucian’s grandma called. Though I'd been ignoring Lucian’s call for days now, one thing I could never do was ignore the old woman. Not after the kindness she has shown me and my family. So when her name flashed across the screen, I swiped to answer without hesitation. “Hello, Grandma,” I said softly, trying to sound lighter than I felt. “Elora, dear,” she greeted, her warm voice instantly tugging at the guilt I carried. “Lucian mentioned you were busy with work. Do you think you can still make it today?” I bit my lip glancing at the pile of laundry I'd just dumped into the machine. The truth was, even if I had nothing to do, I wouldn't still go. Not because of her, but because I don't want to see Lucian. “No, Grandma,” I finally answered. “I still have a lot to do. I'm sorry, but I won't have time to visit.” There was a long sigh on the other end. For a moment. I picture her disappointed face, the one that never turned into anger, but someho