Richelle couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and they rolled down her cheeks.
Roy Lewis, who was watching from the side, felt heartbroken. He pulled Richelle's head into his chest with one hand and gently touched Timmy's head with the other.
"Your brother and sister are worried, but they are strong because they know that their big brother will be alright. After all, their big brother promised to take care of them for life, right?"
Timmy choked back a sob and nodded. Richelle wriggled out of Roy's embrace and bent over to hug Timmy into her arms.
It wasn't clear if the noise from their side had been too loud, or if Timothy and Tifanny hadn't been sound asleep, but the two little ones in the neighboring bed stirred and then sat up.
They rubbed their eyes and saw their mom gently patting Timmy's back as he opened his eyes.
Their red, swollen eyes lit up with delight, "Big brother, you're okay!"
