Linda lay down, her eyes locked onto Chloe's with the innocence of a lost puppy. Normally, Chloe would have thought Linda was just putting on an act. But now, seeing her like this, Chloe's heart ached. "Linda, what do you really want to say?"

"My child, how is my child doing?"

Linda's lips were still stained with blood, making them look strikingly vivid. Chloe replied, "He's doing well. He's eating and sleeping fine, just a bit smaller than a full-term baby should be."

Linda seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Chloe," she said, "I was wrong. I truly was. If I had another chance, I would never treat you this way. Could you ever forgive me?"

"Let's talk about this later, okay?"

Linda shook her head. "I'm dying, Chloe. I can't be with you, and I can't stand to see you happy with someone else. In a way, it's a relief. I won't bother you anymore."

flashing and alarms blaring. Anxiety gripped her. "Linda, stop talking like that. You're not going to die. Just hang in there, and we can sort things out later." Linda coughed harshly, blood spilling from her mouth again. Chloe held her hand tightly, not daring to pull

I've made too many mistakes in

the sake of my impending death, forgive me for everything,

Linda's pale face, Chloe couldn't hold back her tears any longer. They streamed down her face as she said, "I forgive you, Linda. Whatever you've

soft pillow. The light in her eyes dimmed, and her voice grew weaker. "My child... please take good care of him.

you, I promise everything,

her eyes, her voice barely a whisper. "Chloe, meeting you was the luckiest moment of my

getting better,

cough violently, blood staining the pillow red. When she finally lay back, she released Chloe's

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