“Maggie, you better brace yourself. My mom is as stubborn as they come. She won't budge easily. She might even be tough on you."

Maggie squeezed his hand in return, beaming at him.

"That's fine. I've got you in my corner, right?"

Sanford arched an eyebrow. "You picked your ally wisely."

"You don't approve?"

“Let's see what you're made of."

Sanford lightly grazed her palm, his tone tinged with significance.

Maggie's cheeks flushed, and she hastily withdrew her hand. “Just keep your eyes on the road."

Sanford chuckled softly and ceased his teasing, opting for some soft music instead.

“Take a breather. We've still got a ways to go before we hit Wragos."

Maggie nodded. “Sure, if you're feeling weary, I can take over the wheel."

Sanford gave her a sidelong look. "You think I look beat?"

He hadn't blown off steam yet. Energy still crackled within him.

Maggie's cheeks burned with embarrassment once more.

She slouched in her seat, feigning ignorance, and shut her eyes briefly, stealing a moment's respite while gazing at the starlit sky.

Sanford smirked and cranked up the AC in the car.

Two hours later, they pulled up at a hospital.

Meanwhile, Janiya had wrapped up her exam and was being wheeled into a VIP ward.

Britton was tending to her in the ward.

"Dad."