Maisie's hand trembled slightly, but she didn't pull away. She allowed him to hold her hand, letting the warmth of his palm seep gently into her heart, much like the morning sun illuminating her world.

After breakfast, the two of them reached the villa on the outskirts. They wiped the small tombstone clean and placed a beautiful bouquet of daisies in front of it.

Maisie looked up, and the sky seemed bluer than ever. She smiled gently and took a deep breath, realizing that life should involve subtraction. Letting go didn't mean forgetting, but traveling light to keep moving forward.

"You know, I still have the prenatal examination report." Maisie spoke softly. "Because there's a photo on it... Even though it's not clear, you can see the eyes and nose."

Daniel's heart skipped a beat. He quietly moved closer to her, his broad shoulders enveloping her petite frame like a tender haven.

"What did she look like?"

"That's hard to describe." Maisie chuckled softly. "Fetal babies probably look similar, but I think daughters resemble their fathers. She might have looked a lot like you if she had been born."

sadness. "Maisie, back

hid and didn't dare to go to

small clinics

great." Maisie smiled. "Conditions were quite basic, but it

survived during that

more but hesitated. Actually, he knew the answer—when Owen confessed everything, he had told him.

During that time.

eggs one by one. She worked in the kitchen of a small restaurant, as the pay for dishwashing was daily and the boss

in her womb was the sunshine that seeped through the

sooner, and he despised the

"I didn't have that strange dream last night. I believe I won't have it again

Daniel nodded.

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