Blayze's brow was furrowed, sweat beaded on his forehead, and his grip on Sabrina's wrist tightened.

Feeling the need to soothe Blayze, Sabrina gently tapped his shoulder and reassured him, “There's no need to worry. I'm right here."

"Mom..." Blayze slowly drifted off to sleep.

Sabrina lingered by the bed's edge a little longer. Once assured he was asleep, she carefully withdrew her hand and left the room without making a sound.

Brenton and the other bodyguard were standing guard outside.