"¡No, son, don't think like that! Calm down, if she sees you like this, she will get very upset!"

My grandfather looks at me pleadingly. I understand what he wants. I approach, hug him and kiss him. He hugs me back and whispers,

"Sorry Bella, sorry for everything!"

"I love you dad! I love you so much!" I hug him tightly.

Finally, he calms down. We sat side by side. My father doesn't let go of my hand and kisses it every now and then. I let him do it because I know it's what he needs right now to calm down. Finally, my grandmother comes out smiling, my father...