"Mom, it's okay now. Sorry for making you worry. I'm heading upstairs first," Rachel said, exhausted from the ordeal. She managed a strained smile at her mother-in-law before making her way upstairs.
Ms. Ruiz turned to watch her ascend, wanting to say something several times, but ultimately she turned to look at her son and asked, "Has it been figured out? Is it related to Rachel? Will police officers come to take her away again?"
Hansen Ruiz withdrew his gaze that followed his wife upstairs and looked at his mother, suddenly saying with a laugh, "Mom, do you really care about Rachel?"
