Back in his room, Dilan hesitated, hand frozen on the doorknob, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
Why were they here? With a frosty demeanor, he withdrew his hand and turned back towards the bed.
Outside Dilans room, Rosalynn inquired, Rainie, are you here by yourself? Yeah.
Wait, these are my brothers shoes.
He must be back too.
A look of confusion crossed Rainies face as she grabbed slippers for them and hurried to knock on Dilans door.
Dilan, are you home? Yeah, Im taking a nap, Dilans muffled voice responded from inside. Rainies brow furrowed.
Are you feeling alright? Rosalynn and Brian are here.
Its okay, Rainie.
Let him rest, Rosalynn called out reassuringly from the hallway.
Rainies eyes flickered with concern.
She inquired, Rosalynn, whats wrong with Dilan? Did he get into trouble again? Rosalynn offered a comforting smile but chose not to address the question directly.
Come here; let me see if youre feeling any better, she said gently.
Obediently, Rainie approached, and Rosalynn sat on the sofa to take her pulse.
My appetite has really improved.
The medicine you gave me is working wonders! Do you think Im going to end up a big fatty? With a warm smile, Rosalynn withdrew her hand.
Not a chance! If you ever do become a big fatty, just come to me for help.
Rainie blinked, her curiosity piqued.
If I get fat, will you prescribe me some diet pills? Rosalynn chuckled heartily.
No, Ill take you to exercise with me instead. As they shared a light-hearted moment, Brian interjected from the side, Rosalynn, Ill go check on Dilan.
Rosalynn nodded.
Watching Brians tall and strong figure stride away, Rainie frowned slightly.
Rosalynn, whats really going on with Dilan? Dont worry, your brother is fine.
Its just that his hormones are out of balance, so he needed to blow off some steam.
Rainie looked thoughtful, only half convinced.
Seeking to change the subject, Rosalynn inquired, Today is Sunday.
What are you doing at home?