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.

away. She simply let Henry

waiting room, Vince glanced over at them. The sight of mother and son standing together

powerful-just like siblings separated for years, not recognizing each other at first, but still drawn together by something deep and unspoken. No matter the years or the distance, that pull

He'd never actually seen Jessica and Henry together before; this was his first time, and the image unsettled him. It was as if Jessica and Henry, standing hand in hand, belonged exclusively to Timothy—even though Timothy wasn't even with them at that moment, it felt as though his name was etched invisibly across

felt this way, but

engagement to Jessica

already made her choice all those

resentment gnawed

he lost to

did Timothy have that

be many years before Yates

each passing second an

spoke, Jessica would snap out of her daze and

been since he and his mother had been this close-how many years

nor short, lasted about three hours. At

first, looking utterly exhausted. He had led the operation as chief surgeon—a renowned

mask, about to speak, when

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