They fell silent again for a few seconds. All Be could hear was her son’s quiet sobs, which made her tears start to wet her cheeks again.

After a long silence, Dax said, "Mom, I feel sad now because I only knew my Grandpa for a short time. And now...he will leave me again. Forever..."

Be looked at her son; when she saw his tears wetting his cheeks, she smiled at him, saying, "Even if he has left us forever, he will always be with you, with us. Grandpa will always be in our hearts. As long as you remember and keep praying for him."

Dax nodded.

"I will pray for Grandpa and remember him forever so he will stay here forever," he said while putting his hand on his chest.

"Good, boy. You did well, my son..." Be felt proud of him. He was handling this better than she was. "Alright, let’s stop crying. Grandpa would be sad if he saw us cry, right?"

"Hmm, let’s do that," Dax said, wiping away hisst tears.

Not long after, a few pairs of steps enter the room.

Be saw her mother and Noora return with her Grandpa, and Nick followed them.

They all sit in the living room with the same gloomy expression as they wait in sorrow to hear the final announcement about William Sinir.

***

The next day.

The news of William Sinir’s death shocked the nation in the early morning.

Almost all television stations reported the news, and it also became a trending topic on the inte.

The media crew flooded the hospital to make a live report about William Sinir’s death.

Fortunately, Be and her family had left the hospital early that morning and returned home before the news was released. So, no media could take a picture of them.

While Dax continued to rest in his room, Bey on the bed, hugging her husband. She worried about Tristan, who hadn’t rested since yesterday and only slept after they arrived home.

Tristan had been busy apanying his father during hisst moments. He had to meet with a few influential people who knew about the news and came to visit the hospital right away, including the president of the nation, Jayson Spencer, and his wife, as well as a few of the country’s founders. William’s closest business partner, friends, and a few close family members were also there.

Bey still, trying not to wake Tristan, fitting herself into his arms. She could hear his steady heartbeat as he slept, but a few times, he seemed to cry in his sleep, which broke her heart again.

Be didn’t know when she also fell asleep again. She only woke up when her stomach made a loud growl, breaking the silence; at the same time, Tristan moved.

"Are you hungry?" Tristan’s hoarse, deep voice echoed above her head.

Be looked up and smiled.

"It seems our twin is asking me to eat now. What time is it?" she said, trying to nce at the digital clock on the bedside table. She was surprised to see it was almost nine.

Tristan tried to get up and said, "I will ask someone—"

Be stopped him, "No. Go clean yourself. You have to be present in the hospital at ten. I’m sure Grandpa is already ready, waiting for you."

"Hmm, you’re right," Tristan said while sitting on the edge of the bed and running his finger through his hair.

He nced at her, "I will return to the hospital with Grandpa. You don’t have to go there. Please wait here with Dax. We will have a funeral ceremony tomorrow morning…" he exined the funeral n briefly.

Be said nothing; she just nodded and let him clean up. After she prepared his suit, she left the room to use another bathroom to clean up before heading to the first floor.

She needed to prepare breakfast for Tristan before he left the house. He might be busy until afternoon receiving a few of their distant family members to give William ast moment. Tomorrow, they will have a private burial that only close family members can attend.

When Be arrived in the dining area, she saw Dax sitting with her mother at the dining table. She also saw a chef and Noora busy preparing a warm meal in the dry kitchen near the dining room.

The room’s atmosphere was still gloomy. No one spoke; they were all busy with their activities. Even her mother and Dax didn’t talk about anything.

After adjusting her emotions and keeping her face calm, Be walked into the room.

"Good morning, Mom, Dax..." She greeted them and sat beside Dax, facing the huge ss window and looking at the bright sky outside. However, inwardly, she still felt gloomy.

"Good morning, Mommy," Dax smiled back at his mother.

"Morning, Be. What do you want to eat?" Natalie greeted her back. She could see Be’s exhausted gaze, which made her worry.

"Anything, mom. I’m hungry..." Be said vaguely as she picked up a grape and ate it.

"Alright, I’ll ask the chefs to make something warm and fast for you. How about Tristan?" Natalie asked before approaching Noora and the chef.

"He will join us in a minute. Give him something simple. He will rush to the hospital right away after breakfast."

Natalie said nothing and left hurriedly.

Be silently smiled, looking at her mother. She felt grateful enough to have her mother stay with them in this situation; at least she had someone to talk to when Tristan was busy handling everything outside.

While waiting for her breakfast, Be talks to Dax. She told him about the funeral n and that his private ss schedule would be stopped for a week.

"I know, Mom. Uncle Geoffrey already exined to us before you came."

Be was surprised, "Where is Uncle Geoffrey now?"

"He prepared a car for Dad outside," Dax said while cing his cutlery.

He turned to look at his mother before continuing, "Mom, don’t be stressed. It’s not okay for the twins. Please rx. Daddy will take care of everything."

Be, "..."