Lost Me Gained Regret

"Shall we get hitched as soon as the mourning period is over? Just get it done?" I blurted out, breaking the silence between us.

Gregory stared at me for what felt like an eternity, his emotions flickering through his eyes like scenes from a movie. Disbelief, joy, excitement, and a hint of annoyance that I had stolen his thunder by popping the question first. But he remained silent, simply pulling me into

an embrace.

I wanted to pat his back to comfort him, but remembering his injury, I gently tapped the back of his head instead.

"Go beam with joy over there; I need to have a word with Mr. Smith," I said, gesturing for Gregory to step aside, making room for Mr. Smith.

I turned to Mr. Smith. "I'm at a loss here. I need a solution, and I'll follow your advice to the letter. I just want to make sure this baby stays safe."

Gregory quickly added, "We can keep the baby, but not at the expense of Jane's well-being."

Mr. Smith stroked his beard thoughtfully before asking, "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes," I replied, a slight smile tugging at my lips as I recalled a dream about promising my grandmother that I'd bring the baby to visit her, calling her 'Great-Grandma." "I can't go back on my word."

follow my guidance, I can assure you and

I could only lean forward

later. You two owe me a big one once this is all sorted," he said, his tone

course," we

...

days that

our room into a makeshift office filled with paperwork. And me, I kept him company, occasionally joining Mr. Smith for

invited Gregory to

"I swear the baby just told me

but seeing Gregory's

your earlier words against you. She

during this time.

uncharacteristic seriousness

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I looked at him