Lost Me Gained Regret

Greg noticed the quiet figure in his arms had finally succumbed to sleep.

After confirming she was indeed asleep, he gently placed her on the bed with the utmost care.

He then went to prepare a warm towel, using it to gently wipe away the tear stains on her face.

Afterward, he swiftly showered, slid under the covers, and pulled her back into his embrace.

...

I had a lengthy dream.

It began with meeting my grandmother, recounting the days we spent together.

Followed by kidnappings, explosions...

And then, my grandmother's passing, without me having the chance for a final goodbye.

Whom should I blame?

Blame Mark?

But in the end, I should blame myself.

It was my own lack of ability to protect them.

My grandmother, the children.

The children...

"Jane..."

calling me, standing not far from me, his gaze filled with sorrow as he looked at my

of humility, unlike anything I had heard from him

not

placed my hand over my belly, "What are you talking about? Our baby is

seemed as if Greg couldn't hear

if you don't want it, that's okay. I just

wanted to explain, but darkness enveloped

scene before

saw a little

called me mom, asking why I didn't

mouth to explain, but no sound came

drifting further and further

my grandmother left me in my

her, shouting not to

sound emerged; I could only watch as she drifted further and

"Don't go—"

up abruptly, "My baby! My

second, my hand was gently

hair behind my ear, soothingly

the baby

vision gradually cleared, and I noticed the room was filled with

Andrews stood at the front, his hands covered

and I instinctively reached

a lot of blood, but the baby is

baby is okay this time, it can't endure much more, know losing Ramona has been hard to accept, but for

happens again, I might not be able to save your

about my grandmother's death, hearing