“Of course. Rosa once saved my life, a debt I’m bound to honor. Should she call, I’m at her service.”

His tone was steady, yet it bore an edge of irrefutable resolve.

Brian’s hold on Rosalynn’s shoulder tightened instinctively.

He sensed Lyndon’s underlying interest in his wife, an irritation to any husband.

“Mr. Fernandez, no imposition is necessary. As her husband, I am quite capable of attending to my wife’s needs.”

With that, he ushered Rosalynn towards their car without another word.

Rosalynn turned around, offering Lyndon a courteous smile before slipping into the car.

its departure marked by a

motionless, watching until the car disappeared from view. Only then did he avert his

cut a solitary figure against the vast

the driver’s seat,

later, he retrieved a wallet from his pocket and took out a

a lanky youth in his late teens, standing beside a small, enchanting

up there? It was you who

photo tenderly, while a complex blend of love and sorrow

the driver, her tone icy, instructed,

Thank you.”

then turned her gaze to the window, her

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