The Million-Dollar Heart

In the Littleton household, a rare moment of stillness had enveloped the family room, where they all gathered around Tyler, who sat in his wheelchair. The tension hung thick in the air, so palpable that even young Amelia's eyes shimmered with a mixture of hope and nerves.

Only Vivienne and Percival, standing off to the side, seemed to maintain their composure.

"Tyler," Vivienne encouraged with a calm voice, "try to stand up by leaning on the wheelchair."

Tyler's breath hitched. He looked into Vivienne's eyes, filled with a quiet confidence that seemed to say she knew the outcome before it even happened. Her slight smile brought a sense of calm over Tyler, and he clenched his fists, taking a deep breath.

Kaitlyn stood with her back straight, her words held back, but her tightly clasped hands behind her betrayed her anxiety. Her in-laws were on the brink of tears, their bodies shaking with emotion. Amelia stepped forward and leaned against Tyler. "Daddy, you can do it."

With a solemn nod, Tyler gently pushed Amelia away and placed his hands on either side of the wheelchair, slowly beginning to bear his weight on them.

"Oh my God!" Kaitlyn gasped, her hands covering her mouth as tears fell freely. She had never dared to hope for this moment-the man who, unless carried to bed, was resigned to his wheelchair was now struggling to stand before her, not even when they came across Vivienne!

Now, however, he was standing! Though he still wobbled, it was already more than she could've ever dreamed of!

was even more overwhelmed. "Am I really standing? Am I truly standing

see this? Our boy is standing! This is wonderful!"

do! Thank you, Ms. Hawthorn. Without you, we'd still be lost. You're a godsend to our

steadied him. "Please, Julian, there's no need for that. Kaitlyn has been

in, helping Sadie back to her feet.

Vivienne," Kaitlyn finally managed to say, pulling her parents-in-law back to their feet and attempting to kneel herself. Vivienne,

life?"

mean

to express more gratitude but respecting Vivienne's wishes, conceded. "Alright then, no more formalities. If there's

a pair of crutches they had prepared. "Your legs have suffered from muscle atrophy due to the long period of inactivity. Standing is just the first step; a long and challenging

and the elders might find it tough. Let me find a trustworthy nutritionist to help ease your mind." Kaitlyn shook her head. "No need, Ms. Hawthorn. You've done so much already. I can manage. I've learned a bit about medicine myself over the years to help Tyler with his condition." Vivienne didn't insist. "Alright, it's

struck by a thought, she asked, "I heard from Cordelia that you studied business

thank you and your family properly. Now that Tyler can stand, it calls for a celebration. I'd like to invite you

given how well they raised Vivienne. Vivienne replied, "I've been quite busy lately and might not make it to