The flower which never wilts

Shun's story

A few days later, I overheard the maids talking about Mr Blood and Shun. I could not hear all of their conversation but what i grasped was enough to make me want to know more: Shun was an orphan like me!! I had never heard of Shun's past or his family before but now i wanted to know more! I wanted to demand his attention and ask why he would not let me get closer to him and be friends! I wanted to be his confident and I felt that he needed my help!
I was decisive, i had to know more about Shun and only one person could help me: grandpa! I no longer had to sneak into grandpa's room now because his health improved since last time.
"Gramps??!" I called out to grandpa in a small, squeaky voice.
"Come in little Scarlett! How are-" But I didn't give grandpa the time to end his sentence and i jumped beside him on the bed, weeping with all my might!
"What happened?? Scarlett! Whats wrong?" grandpa asked those questions in such a gentle voice that i wanted to cry even more at his gentleness.
I went on and on about how i heard those maids, how Shun ignores my attempts to befriend him and how he follows me without any approval or refusal at what i do and decide.
"Is that all making you cry?" said grandpa while suppressing a giggle. "But last time you and Shun sneaked into my room you both seemed pretty close to each other?"
I looked at him clueless, then realized he was talking about THAT time we sneaked into his room! "Oh, that time was nothing unusual! What bothers me is that Shun never tells how he truly feels! I want him to open up more!"

Then he told me things which made me weep even more...
"Shun is the grandson of Mr Blood, you know that right?" said grandpa. I nodded and listened to him. "Well, you also just heard that he is an orphan. Indeed, Shun's mother died on giving birth to him. She was a fragile woman and could not bear the strains of childbirth. After a few months, Shun's father died too. The latter was so affected by the death of his wife that he became a living corpse and eventually succumbed to sadness. Our butler; Mr Blood became his only relative. Now Shun came to our mansion to take over the job of Mr Blood one day and remain by your side. I think that is why he sees you as his Lady from now itself and wants to maintain a distant relationship with you" Grandpa had nearly finished his story that I began wailing and crying. Snot and tears filled my face and grandpa carefully wiped me clean. Granpa ended his story with these few words : "Today is the day Shun's mother died and it is also Shun's birthday."
Grandpa's glance told me I should remain by Shun's side.