His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 14

The day Tyla was discharged from the hospital, the snow had just stopped, leaving behind a pristine winter wonderland. The trees lining the road were coated in frost, and the sky was a clear, brilliant blue. Samuel had driven to the hospital to pick up Tyla. The couple sat in silence, the atmosphere was thick and heavy between them.

In the backseat, Tessa breathed on the frosted window, her small finger tracing playful pictures on the glass. Her joy was uncontainable.

Finally, Tyla was leaving the hospital.

As they drove, Tessa drew a picture of their family on the window, her face lighting up with delight.

When Tyla caught sight of the drawing, her heart ached, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She turned her head to wipe away a tear and forced a smile. "It's almost your birthday, Tess. What would you like as a present?"

Tessa kept drawing shapes on the fogged window. "Mommy, I want a Cinnamoroll," she replied sweetly. "Cinnamoroll? Is that a type of dog?" Tyla asked gently. "I've never heard of that breed."

Tessa shook her head. "No, Mommy. It's a cartoon dog. I want a ceramic Cinnamoroll. Sienna told me there's a workshop on Serenity Avenue where we can buy an unpainted ceramic dog and paint it ourselves."

Turning to face Tyla, Tessa added, "Last week, Sienna and Henry went there and painted two really cute porcelain dolls."

Tyla's smile softened. "Alright, Tess. Let's go."

On Tessa's twelfth birthday, the snow fell thick and heavy.

Tessa and Tyla walked hand in hand into the workshop. Their pre-ordered unpainted Cinnamoroll figure was ready and waiting. The two of them eagerly began to paint.

It was the first time they had worked together on something like this.

Tessa was overjoyed with the final result. Her Cinnamoroll turned out exactly like the picture-perhaps even cuter.

Afterward, they left the shop and headed to a nearby bakery.

Tyla carried the cake in one hand while holding Tessa's hand tightly with the other. As they strolled through the falling snow, Tyla suddenly stopped and turned to Tessa, gazing at her with a tender expression.

"Tessa, Mommy loves you very much." Tyla's voice was soft, carried away by the breeze.

Tessa's nose was red from the cold.

Her mother said those words often, so she didn't think much of it. "I love you too, Mommy," she replied with a cheerful smile.

Tyla's nose twitched, and she felt tears begin to well up.

12 years old. Tyla couldn't stay with her much longer.

Tessa might see her tears,

the bustling Serenity Avenue pedestrian street and made her

nearby in the snow, a

gaze,

wondered

in a hoarse voice, said,

a

it was Samuel who prepared

three of them gathered around the table, sharing a joyful moment. Tessa wore a crown, made a wish, and blew out

just as they were about to

reached for a bite, she suddenly started

cake slipped from her

rushed to Tyla's side, his voice thick with emotion. "Tyla, Tyla, don't scare me. I'll get

scrambled to call for an ambulance while Tessa stood frozen, her mind racing but unable to process what

this happening? She had been fine just a moment ago. Why

the doctor say she could

Wasn't Tyla already recovering?

The ambulance arrived quickly.

paramedics rushed to load Tyla onto

they left, Tessa caught a glimpse of Tyla looking at her with tear-filled eyes. Her mouth moved as if

too much pain to speak, but

was saying,

Tessa broke down in tears, rushing out into the swirling snow, shouting, "Mom, Mom, don't

sped off, leaving

it for a while, but soon the white

night, Tyla

side all

Tessa had no idea.

fallen in the snow while chasing the ambulance and was later carried back inside by the nanny, who had followed out of

high fever and called out for Tyla in

morning, she was told that Tyla

Tyla's lifeless body

she didn't see her mother's still form,

with a smile

her, and when she woke, she would cry quietly. Samuel seemed to age ten years overnight. His eyes lost their spark,

the end, he was

believed that Samuel would never remarry, especially after loving Tyla so deeply.