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..."

not far from me, his

humility, unlike anything I had heard

really not want our

quickly placed my hand over my belly, "What are you

it seemed as if Greg couldn't

that's okay. I

wanted to explain,

scene before me spun

saw a

called me mom, asking why I didn't want

opened my mouth to explain,

drifting further and further away

my grandmother left

chased after her, shouting

emerged; I could only watch as

"Don't go—"

abruptly,

my hand was

my sweat-damp hair behind

the

I noticed the room was filled

the front, his

in shock, and I instinctively

lot of

turned to me, "Ms. Webster, although the baby is okay this time, it can't endure much more, know losing Ramona has been hard

might not be able to save your

already knew about my grandmother's death, hearing it out

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