Emma's once humble soul

Everyone's attention was now focused on the grandfather and granddaughter, staring like they were watching a movie of some sort and waiting patiently for something to happen while a silent tension began to surround them.

The sound of people whispering filled their ears while Mr. Taylor stared at Emma as he thought, ‘I am your grandfather. I have raised you for years, fed, and clothed you. You won't dare look down on me now that that boy is not by your side. You won't act like an ungrateful brat in front of all these people. It was that boy. Proof to me that he was the one influencing you.’

Looking him dead in the eyes, Emma scoffed, and Mr. Taylor just knew that he made the wrong move and underestimated the situation, but it was too late to back down now.

“Emma, grandfather is happy for you… that you found your father.” Mr. Taylor spoke, ignoring everything that was going on around him to give the delusion that he wasn't embarrassed by the way Emma was looking at him, almost as if