The little hand with nails scratched Spencer Sullivan's cheek.
Grandma's voice was clear only when saying the word 'Daddy'. Spencer Sullivan's eyes reddened, and he snatched Sandra from Christopher Gray's hands.
He lifted her up.
"Don't."
Christopher Gray and Yvonne Young shouted in unison, hands outstretched, eyes wide in terror.
Yvonne Young fell to her knees with a 'thud', holding her hands up, ready to catch the child.
That 'thud' felt like it hit Spencer Sullivan's heart. He lowered his head in pain, looking at her fearful eyes.
"Celine."
He lowered Sandra and held her in his arms, then reached out a hand to pull up Yvonne Young.
Yvonne Young shook her head, "I'm not the person you're looking for, please give my daughter back to me."
She kowtowed to Spencer Sullivan, truly afraid that he would hurt Sandra.
Her head hit the ground, making 'thud-thud' noises.
"Jaycee, what are you doing?" Christopher Gray tried to pull Yvonne Young up.