A Promise to an Angel

When Beatrice said that, her gaze gradually lowered to rest on Coralie's belly.

“Grandma Beatrice, there's no such thing. Desmond and I... are doing just fine.”

“Don't lie to me anymore. I know everything,” Beatrice said. “You all think I'm old and senile, no longer able to recognize anyone, huh?”

“Not at all, Grandma Beatrice. Don't overthink things.”

“You don't have to hide it from me anymore. T