Grandpa was already running on borrowed time..."

Fresh tears trickled down Sabrina's cheeks.

Sighing, Tyrone settled Sabrina in the back seat of the car. He caressed her face gently, his thumbs wiping away her tears. “Stop crying. Grandpa wouldn't want you to be unhappy. His ultimate wish was to see his great-grandchild. For his sake, both you and the baby must stay healthy."

"Alright... flow.

" Sabrina responded, her tears continuing their relentless

Finding no other alternative, Tyrone enveloped Sabrina in a comforting embrace, gently stroking her back, a soft lullaby of reassurance. "You are more beautiful without tears on your face..

The driver stowed the wheelchair away in the trunk and started the car.

The car headed straight to the funeral home.

Cesar's body had already been conveyed to the funeral home, arranged meticulously by Larry. He was put into new clothes.

Work was underway to adorn the funeral hall as well.

As they neared the funeral home, Tyrone enveloped Sabrina's hand in his own, murmuring, "When we reach, stick close to Grandpa. There's no need for you to do anything else, understand?"

"Alright."

Lena, Larry's wife, stood at the gate of the funeral home, dressed in black, When she saw Tyrone and Sabrina arriving, she handed them two sets of black clothes.

Once they were dressed, Lena took charge of the wheelchair, telling Tyrone, "You proceed ahead, Tyrone. I'll look after Sabrina.

"Thank you, Lena." Once more, Tyrone bent low to Sabrina, saying, “If you feel any discomfort, don't force yourself to endure it. Let me know if anything feels off. I have to Leave now."

"Okay."

Without further delay, Tyrone left. Lena guided Sabrina to the lounge.

Seeing her tear-stained face, she attempted to soothe her. "Don't let grief consume you, Sabrina. Everyone has their time. Grandpa wouldn't want you drowning in sorrow for him."

"I understand, Lena. It's just that... I miss Grandpa so much..."

Sabrina's voice faltered, overcome by emotion.