“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.”

his stupor, Tyrone met Larry’s anxious gaze and managed

needed time

bond with Cesar was much like

of his mother,

recollections were of

they were his

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

for now. She’s been at risk of miscarrying before. The shock might be too much.”

that this magnitude of event couldn’t be kept secret

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