Oliver poked his head out from behind her and timidly said, "Zenon, don't be angry. My mom is also your elder. She's now the baby's grandmother. She's both a member of the Lorengers and the Steiners. Taking care of her is also fulfilling her last wish."
“Yes, Zenon.” My father tapped the ground with his cane.
“You promised your mom you would take care of both the Lorengers and the Steiners. Now Lindsay is also part of our family. You can’t favor one over the other.”
They were using a promise I had kept for seven years to force me to accept this absurd situation.
I stared at the unfamiliar gravestone for a long time, then suddenly smirked.
I didn't argue with them anymore. I turned and walked towards the public cemetery behind it.
With the caretaker's guidance, I found my mother's small grave, where even her name hadn't been engraved yet.
I carried the cold urn and walked out. I didn't stop as I passed them.
Saoirse probably sensed that I had finally given in and her tone softened. "Zenon, stop acting like a child. Come home tonight and we'll have a nice family meal together."
"Oliver specially brought you a gift."
What a great favor.
I walked faster, leaving the nauseating voices behind.