Eagerly, Sabrina began putting on her shoes, preparing to leave the bedroom.

As Tyrone entered the living area, he spotted Sabrina on the second-floor landing and immediately halted her. “Don’t move!”

He ascended the stairs to scoop her up. As he took in her puffy red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, a look of concern crossed his face. “Why did you get out of bed?”

“Just a few steps. I’ll be fine.”

“That’s not acceptable.”

Sabrina had no interest in quarreling about this. “Grandpa seemed perfectly fine a few days ago. How did he suddenly…

Tyrone cast his gaze downward and revealed, “When he was last in the hospital, Lynch predicted he only had a maximum of three months left.

was already running on

trickled

away her tears. “Stop crying. Grandpa wouldn’t want you to be unhappy. His ultimate wish was to

“Alright… flow.

responded, her tears continuing their

in a comforting embrace, gently stroking her back, a soft lullaby of reassurance. “You are more beautiful

in

car headed straight

to the funeral home, arranged meticulously by Larry. He

was underway to adorn the funeral hall as

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