Then, breaking the silence, she said, “Hold up. I'm coming too."

Sanford paused. "You want to tag along?"

"Yes."

After a moment, he nodded. “Alright then."

After a quick change of clothes for Maggie, they were out the door and on their way.

In the car, staring at the night, Maggie spoke up. “Aren't you curious why I'm coming?"

Sanford cast a glance in Maggie's direction. “You thinking about confronting my mom?"

Maggie's fingers clenched. “And if I am, aren't you worried you'll stir her up by bringing me back?"

Sanford maintained his grip on the wheel, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, his tone unwavering.

"She owes you that much. If she's upset, it's on her. At worst, I make sure a doctor's on standby."

Maggie couldn't suppress a laugh upon hearing this.

She felt a bit of tension dissipate from her body.

“I'm not looking for a showdown with her. She's your mom, and I'll show her respect for your sake."

Sanford's eyes flickered as he absorbed her words.

"I'm working on winning you over, remember? I want her blessing."

So that was her game plan? Sanford stole another glance at her, a faint flutter in his chest.

Her voice was soft but laced with resolve.

She had truly transformed, steadily advancing towards her objectives.

The woman he admired couldn't be feeble.

Sanford smiled and Lightly pressed his lips to her hand.