Christopher

"Come, I prepared your favorite blueberry pancakes," Cynthia said with a forced smile, suppressing the turmoil in her mind.

"Why did you trouble yourself with all that grandma? I would have cooked for both of us" Nyra said, looking at her grandmother sweating.

Cynthia smiled for real this time.

"Nonsense, I am not that old yet darling" she teased Nyra like they used to tease each other.

Nyra laughed despite herself.

They started eating silently until aloud knock on their door, startled them.

Nyra frowned a little.

'Who would come this early?' She thought with puzzlement.

Cynthia became pale when she heard the sound. She knows who it might be. She is scared for Nyra. 

She looked up to tell her granddaughter not to open the door, but it's too late. Nyra already opened the door and looking at Christopher with a blank face.

"What do you want?" Nyra asked Christopher, who is openly ogling at her.

That snapped him back