Anu;
Then I carefully let the question off my chest.
"Why did you tell Ethan to keep using the inhibitor patches?"
The question is answered with silence.
Plain, utter silence.
Her hands stop completely this time, and I watch as the yarn hangs loosely between her fingers.
"I don't know what you mean," she says after a moment before she tries to keep knitting, but I notice that she's lost her focus as she misses a hoop.
She clearly doesn't want to have this conversation, but I can't give up just like that. I have to try. I want the truth.
"I'm just worried about him," I say gently, but she ignores me.
"He told me everything," I add, and her breath visibly hitches.
"Grandma, I'm here because I want to be sure he's doing the right thing," I add, and that gets her attention.
She looks back at me, and I swallow.
"What… What do you mean?" She demands, and I hate what I'm about to do, but I do it anyway.
"He hasn't used any inhibitors for three days now," I say.
