At this moment, inside Jannat’s home.

Jannat’s mother sat on the couch, staring blankly at the television.

The TV wasn’t turned on, and the whole house felt cold and empty.

Jannat’s father came out, holding a glass of water, and said, “Have some warm water and go to bed early.”

Suddenly, Jannat’s mother burst into tears. “Jannat said she would give me a gift on my birthday.”

“Today is already my birthday, but my Jannat will never come back…”

They had rehearsed the goodbyes a million times, but they never expected to say goodbye for real. It was still hard to accept.

She covered her face, and suppressed sobs escaped through her fingers…

Jannat’s father felt a pang in his heart, almost struggling to breathe.

He leaned against the armrest of the couch and slowly sat down, embracing Jannat’s mother.

“It’s okay, it’s okay…” he murmured. “Jannat has gone to heaven, where there is no more pain…”

Jannat’s mother cried out in pain.

Yes, in heaven, there would be no more pain.

No more taking medication every day, no more restrictions on what she could eat or touch.

No more frequent visits to the hospital, even spending holidays there at times.

No more being cautious and afraid of bumping or running around.

Amid her breakdown, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

of them heard it, but later, it felt somewhat

rhythm and volume of the

Jannat?” Jannat’s mother looked at the

must be someone

no sound in the house now, so it shouldn’t

puzzled, stood up and prepared

suddenly stood up as well, her steps becoming anxious

What if it’s Jannat?

said she would celebrate her birthday with

Jannat

reached the door, clutching the doorknob, but hesitated

knocking sounded outside the door

the door, Jannat

on the door in the middle of the night. Mom and Dad must

dad’s voice

rang with a creak and slowly

in her arms. When she saw her mother open

Jannat’s mother widened her eyes, covering

Jannat… she had

and afraid that her parents

the glass bottle in her arms and

her mother

Lilly felt a hint of darkness in her eyes. For some reason, she thought of Pablo

empty Jannat’s mother, but instead,

was stunned for a long time, struggling to hold back tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s mother and Jannat. He hoarsely said, “Jannat, my

while, Jannat’s father was the first to recover. He looked

brother and a sister helped

a cake on the floor. Jannat couldn’t pick up the cake if she was holding the glass bottle; she had

here’s the cake for you. Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to find words as he held

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