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.

it,

rhythm and volume of the knocking… it

mother looked

sorrow, whispered, “It must be someone else, maybe we disturbed

sound in the house now, so

up and prepared to

steps becoming anxious and shaky. “I… I’ll go

What if it’s Jannat?

she would celebrate her birthday with

if Jannat

the door, clutching the doorknob, but hesitated to

knocking sounded

the door,

knocked on the door in the middle of the night. Mom

just heard her mom and dad’s voice faintly, but now

the door rang with a creak

immediately saw Jannat standing at the door, holding something in her arms. When she saw her mother

mother widened her eyes,

she

worried and afraid that her

bottle in her arms

the next moment, her mother rushed

felt a hint of darkness in her eyes. For some reason, she thought of Pablo lunging at Nana but passing

finger twitched, about to embrace an empty Jannat’s mother, but instead,

finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s mother

while, Jannat’s father was the first to recover. He looked outside and asked, “Jannat, how did you

and a sister helped

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

Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to find words as he held the

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