My head buzzed. Late-stage liver cancer?

My hands turned cold. I was concerned but never imagined it would be this severe. How was I going to tell her?

I sat there blankly as the doctor talked about the treatment plan. He finally sighed and shook his head, saying there was little hope.

I was no longer Grace's daughter-in-law, but she was still Ava's grandmother. She was the last person in the Murphy family who truly cared about Ava, and time was running out.

All I could see was Ava tightly