“Tyrone, Let’s go out first.”

“Sure.”

Rising from the floor, Tyrone exited the surgical suite in silence.

Once outside, Sergio promptly dialed his father, who was away on a business trip.

Lena, meanwhile, sought to console Larry. In the midst of his grief, Larry directed his secretary to notify the funeral home and their extended family, to begin the preparations for the forthcoming services.

Larry, upon ending the call, found Tyrone seated solitary on a nearby chair, his vacant stare cast forward, rigid as a gravestone.

Larry approached, laying a comforting hand on Tyrone’s shoulder.

“Tyrone.”

stupor, Tyrone met Larry’s anxious

needed time to gather

Cesar was

no memory of his mother, nor did he

earliest recollections were of a life

him. Though they were

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

for now. She’s been at risk of miscarrying before. The shock

magnitude of event

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