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,

of the knocking…

looked at the

“It must be someone else, maybe we disturbed the

was no sound in the house

up and prepared to open

steps becoming anxious and

What if it’s Jannat?

would celebrate her birthday with

Jannat

couple reached the door, clutching the doorknob, but hesitated to

sound of knocking

door, Jannat

of the night. Mom and Dad

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

door rang with

holding something in her arms. When she saw her mother open the door, she froze for a

Jannat’s mother widened her eyes,

was Jannat… she had come

but also worried and afraid

in her arms and smiled.

next moment, her

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

an empty Jannat’s mother, but instead,

a long time, struggling to hold back tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace

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

“A brother and

cake if she was holding the glass bottle; she had already exhausted her

for you. Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to find words

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