When I got home, Theo was already waiting for me inside.
"Theo? Why are you back? I asked aloud, surprised.
"I came back when I saw the news. I was afraid you'd start thinking nonsense.”
Theo's words sent a warm current through my heart.
I stepped forward and threw myself into his arms. "You're so nice.”
"Are you alright?"
I shook my head in his arms. "I’m okay. I already thought things through on the way back just now. Marius is right. To be born, to grow old, to get sick, and to die are all normal. Silas wasn’t in good health. It’s not strange that he passed at this time. But the news was relatively sudden."
"So, Marius has already comforted you."
There was obvious jealousy in his voice. I looked up at him, the corners of my mouth twitching upward slightly. "Are you jealous?"
"No, but I’m a little disappointed that I was not the first to comfort you." Theo squirmed a little when he confessed.
I hugged him tightly. "Even if you’re not the first, I still feel warm. You even gave me a dependable hug.”
Theo reached out and hugged me, finally smiling. "That's good."
The sound of a phone ringing suddenly broke the romantic moment. It was particularly ear-piercing.
I fished out my phone from my bag and noted it was Sylvester who was calling.
"I’m certain you’ve seen the news. Even though you didn’t rejoin the family, I have to tell you that Silas' funeral will be held in three days. It’s your choice whether or not you want to attend." Sylvester hung up right after he said that.
I looked up at Theo for his opinion. "Theo, do you think I should go?"
"Sylvester told you this for a reason. Logically, you should go even though you didn’t rejoin the family. Silas was still your maternal grandfather."
"Okay. Then I'll go attend."
Theo looked a little surprised that I would agree so easily. "You’re not going to think about it some more?”
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