After Naylor set Henry down, the boy walked straight toward Jessica.

Jessica was leaning against the wall, her gaze fixed anxiously on the doors to the operating room. She was silently praying that Timothy's surgery would go

smoothly.

The last thing she wanted was to owe him such a life-altering debt.

All her attention was wrapped around the worries in her heart.

Suddenly, a small, warm hand slipped into hers.

Glancing to her side, she saw Henry looking up at her with innocent, searching eyes.

His expression was riddled with guilt, uncertainty, and a hint of fear.

Henry was afraid she might push him away.

The look in her son's eyes made Jessica's heart soften.

simply let Henry hold her hand

over at them. The sight

each other at first, but still drawn together by something deep and unspoken. No matter the years or the distance, that

and the image unsettled him. It was as if Jessica and Henry, standing hand in

he felt this way,

engagement to Jessica might not stand a

already made her

resentment gnawed

had he lost

did Timothy have that

be many years before Yates

by, each passing second an ordeal for

word—not even "Mom." He was afraid that if he spoke, Jessica would snap

and his mother had been this close-how many

lasted about three hours. At last, the

as chief

about to speak, when he suddenly

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