(Author's POV)
As Yelena and Wendy stepped inside the house, Sandra scurried towards them and embraced Wendy in a tight hug. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had been crying. Her voice held a tremor when she asked, "Are you alright?"
"Mum, we are fine," Wendy gently patted her back in an attempt to comfort her.
William, who was standing on the side, looked at the entrance and then at the two girls. He frowned, "Where is Myra?"
Sandra pulled away from the embrace as well and asked, "Yes, where is she? Why is she not with you girls?" Her voice came out hoarse.
"She and Fabian had something to discuss about tomorrow's event. She will be back soon," Yelena uttered, without missing a beat. "Uncle William, Aunt Sandra, don't worry, folks. Your daughters are safe. After all, didn't I promise you to take care of them and be their bodyguard? Now wipe away your tears, lady." She did an 'okay' gesture.
