Sheldon burst into tears and ran into her embrace.
âMommy, boo-hoo, I was so scared!â
âHoney, donât be scared, itâs all over now,â Tilda reassured him, holding him close and kissing his little face.
Yet, her own tears continued to fall.
Her emotions were mixed-relief for her childâs safety and a deep-seated pain within her own heart.
âSince everyone is okay, letâs head back and talk later,â Sanford suggested.
Brian was about to respond when Rosalynn suddenly gasped, clutching her abdomen.
Concerned, Brian quickly turned to her.
âHoney, whatâs wrong? Where does it hurt?â
âMy stomach hurts a bit.
Itâs nothing seriousâ, Rosalyn said, managing a forced smile.
Without hesitation, Brian scooped her up in a princess carry.
âIâll take you to the hospital right away.
Sanford, the car keys, please.
Weâre Leaving now.
â
âOkay,â Sanford responded, quickly handing the keys to Brian.
Brian carried Rosalynn and swiftly headed towards Sanfordâs car.
Lyndon watched them depart, then scooped up Sheldon with one hand and draped his other arm around Tilda.
âLetâs head back too.
â
Tilda, still emotional, gently pulled away from his grip and turned to Keanu.
âKeanu, thank you for earlier.
â
âIf it werenât for your timely intervention, I might have been dead,â she added.
âNo need to thank me, as long as youâre okay,â Keanu reassured her.
Their exchange was filled with deep emotion and mutual understanding.
Lyndon, observing this interaction, frowned deeply and handed Sheldon to Sanford.
âSanford, please take Sheldon to my car and wait.
I need to speak with Tilda privately.
â
Sanford nodded, taking Sheldon and giving a knowing glance to Keanu.
âMr.
Wright, letâs get in the car.
â
Keanu paused briefly, then followed Sanford to Lyndonâs car.