The recent loss of your father had deeply affected you, and Ryder's unwavering support and love had been your constant strength. You had carefully shielded your young son, Leo, from the gravity of the situation, believing it was best for him.

With a heavy heart, you worried about your mother's well-being. Her struggles with grief and the toll it was taking on her were undeniable. It was time to step up and bring her to your home, where you hoped that the love and warmth of your family would begin to heal her heart and mind.

Ryder entered the house with the luggage in hand, his presence as a source of comfort and strength. Your mother entered after him, her demeanor marked by a noticeable sadness and grief.

You followed behind them, your eyes fixated on your mother's wavering figure and the expression of sorrow etched onto her face. The sight of her, struggling to keep herself upright, struck a chord deep within you, as it was almost a shock to see her in such a vulnerable state.