Laura picked at a piece of fruit, clearly in high spirits.

— Grandma, pretty soon she won’t even be able to take a proper shower. — she commented casually, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. — She has to enjoy it now. — She grabbed a grape from the bowl, rolling it between her fingers before popping it into her mouth. — And about Liam getting jealous… — she added, casting Olívia a knowing glance. — Oh, that’s easy to fix. — Resting her chin on her hand, she barely hid the playful mischief