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,

of the knocking… it was

mother looked at

father, holding back his sorrow, whispered, “It must be

there was no sound in the

father, puzzled, stood up and prepared to open the

stood up as well, her steps becoming anxious and shaky. “I…

What if it’s Jannat?

she would celebrate her

if Jannat had

clutching the doorknob, but hesitated to

knocking sounded outside the

the door, Jannat

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

heard her mom and dad’s

door rang with a creak

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

Jannat’s mother widened her

Jannat… she

also worried and afraid

raised the glass bottle in her arms and smiled.

the next moment, her mother

hint of darkness in her eyes. For some reason, she thought

an empty Jannat’s mother, but instead, she

long time, struggling to hold back tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s mother and Jannat. He hoarsely

was the first to recover. He looked outside and asked, “Jannat,

brightly. “A brother and a sister helped

up the cake if she was holding the

Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to find

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