Rhett’s POV
After Grandma and Aria moved into my villa, the atmosphere changed.
Those days, Grandma’s greatest daily joy was shopping.
Of course, not for herself.
It was all for Aria.
She seemed to have made up her mind to completely refashion Aria from head to toe.
“You’re so young and beautiful—what a waste not to dress up a little.”
Even though Aria hardly went out, Grandma still shopped with great enthusiasm.
Clothes, shoes, jewelry, handbags—nothing was left out.
Aria looked quiet every day, but she truly seemed more at ease living there.
This girl, who had grown up starved of affection, was slowly being filled by Grandma’s care, Aunt Lydia’s kindness, and Clara’s concern.
That feeling of being cherished didn’t need to be spoken—it showed.
Aunt Lydia and Clara took turns c
