Even in her final moments...
all Nana was worried about was me.
Fresh tears threatened to spill from my eyes again.
But after a few seconds, I slowly took a deep breath and looked upward.
A weak smile appeared on my lips.
Nana had made me promise not to cry too much.
And even though it hurt so badly...
I wanted to keep that promise.
After lying there for what felt like hours, I finally forced myself to get up.
I freshened up before calling Alexander.
I tried convincing him to simply send Jim instead, but he insisted on coming personally.
Even after arriving, he made sure I ate lunch first.
Then he carried me into the car while Jim silently drove us toward our destination.
There were very few places I hated more than the funeral home.
Because it reminded me of every loved one I had already lost.
And now...
I was here once again.
This time, for the last person who had ever truly cared for me—not simply because I grew up around their family...
but because she genuinely loved me as her own.
As we approached the funeral home, Alexander gently held my hand.
"Nadia already arrived earlier," he said softly. "Once we’re inside, stay close to her and don’t worry about anything else, alright?"
"Mm," I replied quietly.
Nadia was already waiting near the entrance.
The moment she saw us, she immediately walked over.
"I’ll take care of Alicia," she told Alexander as she reached for my wheelchair. "You should go handle everything else."
"Thank you, Nadia."
Alexander crouched slightly beside me again before speaking softly,
"If you feel uncomfortable or tired, don’t force yourself. Call me immediately, alright?"
"I’ll be nearby."
The funeral preparations were still ongoing around us.
"Got it," I replied quietly.
After giving me one last glance, Alexander finally turned and walked away.
Nadia slowly pushed my wheelchair toward the lounge area.
The moment she noticed my swollen eyes, her expression softened.
"Alicia," she sighed gently, "don’t let this destroy you too much. Everyone eventually leaves someday. Grandma wouldn’t want to see you this devastated."
"I know..."
My voice trembled weakly.
"It’s just..."
I lowered my head slightly.
"I miss Grandma so much."
Nadia sighed quietly.
"Alexander originally wanted to keep everything from you for a little longer," she admitted. "But once the media found out, it became impossible to control."
Her expression turned helpless.
"He was furious this morning. A reporter tried taking photos at the hospital and Alexander smashed the camera on the spot."
A faint ache spread through my chest.
That really did sound like Alexander.
Grandma’s death hurt him just as deeply as it hurt me.
And the media’s intrusion had probably only made everything worse.
"Something this serious..." I murmured quietly. "How could he possibly hide it from me? He should’ve told me the truth once Grandma was admitted."
"He only wanted to protect you," Nadia said softly.
Then she gently pushed the wheelchair forward again.
"Aunt Jane and Amelia are already waiting in the lounge. Let’s go."
When we arrived, Aunt Jane immediately stood the moment she saw me.
"Alicia..."
The moment she held my hand, my eyes instantly reddened again.
"Aunty..." My voice broke.
She sighed deeply before gently patting my hand.

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