Chapter 98. Mafia of Monsters

Sansa's Pov

Back in time

As the rain dropped gently from the twilight sky, each droplet carried the aroma of dust like teardrops, the atmosphere was heavy with sorrow. I was dressed solemnly in a black robe, clutching a half-moon-shaped pendant around my neck—a special present from my father, a keepsake I treasured. It was my habit to touch the pendant whenever I'm feeling down.

My mother had given it to him on their wedding day, but fate had passed it on to me after she died shortly after I was born.

I stood at my father's grave with my grandfather, Falkor Grant, under a weeping sky. I had hoped for sympathy from him, but his cold stare said it all, making me feel like a weight he refused to carry. The weight of his apathy destroyed my heart, leaving me feeling completely alone and abandoned.

He was dressed in a black long coat and holding the umbrella that had previously protected me from the rain—the same umbrella that my father had used to protect