I stood frozen, my phone clutched in my hand, as Layla's words crushed me.

“Alex, Emilia passed away.”

My mind went blank. I couldn't breathe. Grandma was gone? I thought she wanted a great grandson so badly.

“Layla…” I whispered, struggling to find my voice.

“I'm so sorry, Alex. I'm on my way to you,” Layla said, her voice trembling.

I couldn't respond. Tears streamed down my face as I slumped against the wall.

Dad found me like that, his face etched with concern.

“Son?” he asked gently.

I held out the phone, unable to speak.

Dad's expression fell as he understood.

“No...Emilia,” he whispered, his voice cracking.

We stood...