The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 1089

Nancy’s big eyes sparkled with innocence and curiosity. She really didn’t get it—why does saying sorry mean you have to forgive someone?

She asked her dad the question, face serious and expectant.

Herman took a couple of deep breaths. At work, he was the boss—decisive, commanding, never questioned. But at home, here he was, thrown off by a little kid’s honest question.

“She’s your grandma. You don’t have to forgive her if you don’t want to, but you can’t hit people,” Herman said, trying to sound patient. “Forgiving is your choice. Hitting, though, that’s about character. And besides, she’s your elder. In our family, we respect the old and care for the young, remember?”

Nancy thought hard, her brow furrowed. “So, kids who hit are just bad friends?”

“It depends on why.” Herman knelt down so they were eye to eye. “A man’s fists are for protecting his family, not for hurting them. Got it?”

Nancy squeezed her little fists, still not sure she understood, but her confused face was irresistibly cute.

“Daddy, can I sleep with you and Mommy tonight?” She wrapped her arms around his waist, putting on her sweetest voice.

Herman saw his chance. “You can, but you have to call Grandma and apologize first.”

Nancy’s eyes darted back and forth, clearly weighing her options.

“Okay!” she said finally, breaking into a smile. Her cheeks were so round and chubby it was hard not to laugh.

She scrambled off Herman’s lap and grabbed her smartwatch from the drawer. At three years old, she already knew how to use it—kids these days picked up tech so fast.

She tapped through the contacts with her pudgy finger. Grandma, Dad, Mom, Nana—she knew all the icons by heart. She pressed Grandma’s and waited.

Katelyn was still on her way home when the call came. Seeing her granddaughter’s name on the screen, her mood immediately brightened.

“Nancy! Why are you calling, sweetheart?” Katelyn’s voice was gentle. “Did Daddy spank you? Does it still hurt?”

“Grandma.” Nancy’s voice was sweet and soft. She glanced at her dad, who nodded at her. “Grandma, I’m sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have hit you.”

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