At noon, Vanessa headed downstairs for lunch.
"Vanessa!"
A bright, joyous voice rang out as a tiny figure dashed toward her with light, rapid steps. Smiling, Vanessa opened her arms and crouched down, catching the boy securely in her embrace.
She easily lifted Gavin Grant, bouncing him slightly as she spoke in a soft, affectionate tone. "You've gotten so tall, Gavin! And a lot heavier, too."
When she left the Grant home three years ago, Gavin had barely reached her knees. Now, he was already up to her waist.
"Vanessa, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you ever call me? I missed you so much."
Gavin wrapped his arms around her neck. His young face still held a bit of baby fat, and his dark, glassy eyes shone with an innocent, stubborn adoration. Even though they were only half-siblings, he had been intensely clingy to her since he was a baby, and his face was currently radiating pure joy.
Other than George, this boy was the only person in this house who genuinely showed her any affection.
She gently ruffled his hair. "I missed you too. But look, I'm back now."
"Are you going to leave again?"
"No, I'm staying."
"Really? Does that mean I get to see you every single day?"
"Yeah."
"Yay!"
Gavin couldn't hide his excitement, his little body wiggling happily in her arms.
Elaine and Giselle happened to be coming down the stairs right at that moment, catching sight of the warm, affectionate reunion between the siblings.
"Gavin, come down. Don't exhaust your sister."
Elaine's tone was gentle, her expression overflowing with doting love for her youngest son.
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