Emilia's dinner invitation stunned us. The dining table overflowed with delectable dishes, each one more enticing than the last. Alexander's eyes sparkled. Grandma, you're amazing!” Alexander exclaimed, kissing Emilia's cheek.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Foodie,” I muttered. You could win his heart with a dish.

Emilia beamed, her eyes shining. “I wanted to surprise you, my lovelies.”

This tender side of Emilia was unsettling. The woman who once tormented me with fertility rituals and saying I wasn't fit to be her grandson’s wife now radiated warmth.

“Emilia, what's behind this sudden change?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

Emilia winked. “Perhaps I've softened with age.”

Alexander...