Chapter 447

"Aunt Sallie, please come to The Gilded Whisper Estates-save me!"

He needed backup.

At that moment, his thoughts drifted to his mother.

Earlier today, Miss Sheila had helped clear things up for him, so he didn't have to worry about classmates pestering him about his mom anymore.

And now that his mother could speak again-she'd even become the chief judge for the paper-cutting contest. The paper art of the Zimmerman Mansion she made was on display, and loads of kids had gone to see it and were talking about her story.

Even if his mom stood in front of everyone right now, no one would ever look down on her for being mute.

He was her son. Of course his mom wouldn't really abandon him; she loved him so much. If he apologized to her-really apologized-she'd definitely forgive him.

After all, the last time he'd threatened to jump out the window, his mom had rushed back for him.

And whenever his father tried to discipline him, his mom had always stood between them.

So he sent a message to Jessica too.

"Mom, please come back-save me..."

But as soon as he hit send, his phone flashed up an exclamation mark.

Henry's mind went blank.

What he didn't know was that after the last time-when he'd tricked Jessica into coming back by threatening to jump-she'd blocked his number.

He hadn't tried to contact her since. He had no idea that he'd ended up on his mom's blocked list.

His emotions were a tangled mess.

Did his mom really not want him anymore?

got Henry's message and immediately tried

mom wasn't coming, Aunt Sallie was

quickly texted her

hit me.

her car and sped straight

The Silverthread Eatery. She and Daisy were looking at the paper-cut illustrations,

to arrive.

in her arms. The two of them were

mother, there was a

and you two get along so well, how would you feel about being her godmother? That is, if you're

Jessy to be my

comforting, and was endlessly patient. She just

you think,

full of hope, and pressed a small hand to Jessica's

kid-an orphan, too. Jessica knew exactly how that kind of loneliness

to say

her chances were better now, there was no guarantee of a cure. If she

she'd only end up hurting the

the hope in Daisy's eyes

worry about

like when she'd lost

those years thinking she'd never recover, she'd started to get better. She'd

doctor who'd spent sev

sooner than she'd expected, she could

she was on was

ought to

what made life

about was what made you want

about Timothy and his son,

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