My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 597:

Her voice faltered, and her chest rose and fell in labored breaths. Carrie immediately leaned in, supporting her frail frame and murmuring reassurances.

The tears she had held back spilled freely now, hot streaks tracing paths down her cheeks. They dripped onto Gracie’s thin hands, soaking into the sheet beneath.

The silence between them grew heavy, and the sorrow that filled the room seemed almost tangible.

Carrie’s chest heaved as sobs racked her body. She gripped her grandmother’s fragile hand tightly, her voice trembling with desperation. “Grandma, please don’t talk like that,” she begged, her words thick with emotion. “You’ll feel better after some rest. I still need you—I want you to be here to help me raise my children someday.”

Gracie’s lips curved into a faint, tired smile. With effort, she placed her other hand gently over Carrie’s, her touch barely more than a whisper. “Sweetheart,” she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of years, “I’m not a child anymore. I know my body, and I know when it’s time.”

if reaching for a memory. “To be honest,” she continued, her voice weaker but steady, “I thought I wouldn’t make

can’t help worrying about you,” she said, her voice trembling

cried, her voice cracking as tears spilled freely down her cheeks.

Her touch was gentle, her eyes soft but steady. “It’s all right,

and I can see that clearly. The Norris family is so much better than your father ever

lost child and the sight of Kristopher

there forever. “No one can ever take your place,” she whispered. Her voice was thick with

weight of her thoughts had stolen the warmth from her face. Her voice cracked as she murmured, “I wish I could stay with you forever, but we all have to grow up

now, Carrie. You can’t stay a

the words, the ache of a truth