A Mother’s Care

The house was wrapped in silence, the kind that only came when no one else was around. Delphinia sat curled up on the living room couch, a light blanket draped over her legs. The soft rays of the afternoon sun filtered through the sheer curtains. A half-read book rested on her lap, but her eyes hadn't moved across the pages in quite some time.

Evander had insisted she rest for the day—no errands, no chores, not even picking Ashton up from school. He had already arranged for Elaine to bring him home, leaving Delphinia with nothing to do but simply stay put. At first, she wanted to refuse, not wanting to trouble Elaine. But when Evander calmly said, "What's so wrong with a grandmother picking up her own grandson?"

She had no choice but to fall silent.