“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.”

Tyrone met Larry’s anxious gaze and managed to croak out,

needed time to gather

bond with Cesar was much like Sabrina’s with

had no memory of his mother, nor did he

recollections were of a life shared with

they were his

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

The shock might be too much.” Tyrone

aware that this magnitude of event

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