“Tyrone's meant to keep it hidden from you, but the relentless media...

He even smashed a camera from one of them."

This was so typical of Tyrone.

With his grandfather's passing, his grief was no less profound than Sabrina's. The media's intrusion only served to amplify their distress.

“How could he keep something of this magnitude from me? He should've revealed the truth..

"He was acting in your best interest. Grandma and Aunt Claire are in the lounge. Let's join them."

"Alright."

In the lounge, Wanda sat on a chair, lost in her own thoughts.

Cesar's deteriorating health had been no secret and Wanda had braced herself for this day.

Before Cesar passed away, he tightly gripped her hand and whispered numerous words to her. She had already shed enough tears, and now, she mourned in profound silence.

The entrance of Sabrina, guided by Lena, roused Wanda from her solitude. She waved her hand and said, “Come here, dear.”

Lena maneuvered Sabrina's wheelchair to halt in front of Wanda.

"Grandma."

Wanda clasped Sabrina's hand, sighing. "Why are you here, Sabrina?"

Sabrina's eyes brimmed with tears again. "Grandma, I had to come to bid my final farewell to Grandpa."

“You're a good girl. Go home after seeing him. He won't hold it against you.

Ordinarily, the immediate family members of the departed would remain throughout the funeral, but considering Sabrina's pregnancy, she was excused from staying the entire duration.

But Sabrina was unwavering, shaking her head firmly. "Don't worry. I'm alright."

The funeral was to span three days, but it wasn't necessary for her to be on her feet throughout. When she felt weary, she could retreat to the lounge to rest.

She was seated in a wheelchair, and with adequate rest, she was certain she could manage.