A mix of confusion and sock etched on grandma Mayfair's features. This was the first time she was hearing of this, and she wanted to know more. It was true she desperately wanted her daughter married off, but she was not so foolish as to push her into a fire pit.
"What dark past? Does this mean that he is not a good match for Maureen? Will something bad happen to her if she marries him?" Her mind twirled with multiple questions and scenarios that all ended in her daughter's death.
Her heart was beating irregularly, skipping beats and she started to breathe ruggedly like an asthma patient.
Phoebe gently pasted a talisman on her grandmother's back and smiled gently and warmly in a reassuring way to calm her down.
"Nana, breathe, even though he has some issues he is working on them just to be a great man for aunt but like I said let them work through it slowly on their own. Stop adding pressure to the situation or you will worsen it." She folded her lips.
