Drama Queen Natalie

"Did you two have a fight, or is something else going on?" Albert's expression turned grave, his tone serious.

"Mr. Ford…"

"Grandpa, why are you up so early?" Natalie called out as she quickly emerged from her room, her heart racing.

She had heard the familiar sound of her grandfather's cane tapping against the floor and was alerted even in her sleep.

The old man turned to look at her, "Why is Aiden sleeping outside?"

Natalie gulped nervously, "G-Grandpa, we happened to fight last night."

Frowned lines appeared on his forehand. "What kind of fight would be so serious that you'd make him sleep out here on that tiny sofa? You two should be acting like any newlyweds—loving each other and forgiving mistakes easily,"

"That… Grandpa… I…"

"Go sit there," Albert instructed, pointing to the spot on the sofa where Justin was sitting.