The Dinner Promise

"No, Grandma will just think we're affectionate."

Maya frowned and was about to say something when Desmond was already holding her hand and heading inside.

The two had just walked into the living room when Eleanor came over with a smile.

Her smile widened as she saw them holding hands together.

"May, let me see if you've lost weight. Have you been working hard lately?"

Maya shook her head. "No."