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..."

not far from me, his gaze

humility, unlike anything I had

not want

my belly, "What are you talking about? Our

seemed as if Greg

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

wanted to explain, but darkness

before

I saw

asking why

mouth to explain, but no sound came

drifting further and further away

way my grandmother left me

chased after her, shouting

I could only watch as she drifted

"Don't go—"

abruptly, "My baby!

second, my hand

my sweat-damp hair behind my ear,

okay, Jane, the

gradually cleared, and I noticed the

stood at the front,

dilated in shock, and I instinctively

patted my back, "You lost a lot of blood, but

clean up, Dr. Andrews turned to me, "Ms. Webster, although the baby is okay this time, it can't endure much more, know losing Ramona has been hard to accept, but for the sake of the baby, I hope you can find

it happens again, I might not be able to save

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