“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.

departure marked by a plume of

did he avert his eyes and make his way to

his tall stature cut a solitary figure against the vast

the driver’s seat, enveloping himself

from his pocket and took out

his late teens, standing beside a

are you doing well up there? It was you who sent her, wasn’t

and slender, caressed the photo tenderly, while a complex blend of love

the driver, her tone icy, instructed, “Please, take me

Thank you.”

then turned her gaze to the window, her silence a

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