Later that week….
Violet rushed around, getting things ready for the trip to the wrestling event. She was in her office and Steph was standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes. "Violet."
Violet turned to find Steph crying in the doorway. "Steph… are you okay?" Running over to her.
"Braxton is sick. I tried to call Brody, but he's not answering his phone. Can you go with me to the hospital? I'm worried about my baby boy. He has a fever and is vomiting, the nanny is freaking out."
Before the words got out, Violet had already grabbed her things and headed out with Steph.
Once at the hospital, Steph was sitting bedside why the doctors looked over Braxton. "Steph, he'll be fine. Kids get sick all the time. It may just be a bug or allergies. He doesn't seem to be in pain." Violet took Steph's hand, comforting her.
"After I have been so mean to you, why are you always trying to be nice to me?" Steph looked over at her.