No Strings Attached

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Clara drove to Elle's house.

The living room was filled with baby essentials-there were toys, baby bottles, and diapers everywhere. Every corner of the room was infused with the scent of a baby. Clara's nose tingled with emotion, her eyes teary.

If her baby were still here, he would also be a little over a month old by now, smiling at her. Thinking about this, Clara felt an unbearable pain in her heart.

Elle came downstairs and, seeing Clara like this, felt a wave of sadness herself. She walked over, took Clara's hand, and said, "Missing your baby, aren't you?"

Clara nodded faintly, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Elle. "I always feel like he's still here like he's always by my side. I dream of him smiling at me every day. Elle, do you think I have postpartum depression?"

Elle stroked Clara's face tenderly, her heart in agony. "If you ever miss your child, just call me. My two kids are yours, too."

Clara wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, where are they? I want to see them."

already asleep, and Roy is awake. Go hold

stepped into the nursery. Ian's house also had a

crib, where Roy was blinking his big eyes at her. His little hands

visited Elle's children properly. The

heart melted. Wasn't this exactly how

had big eyes just like hers, a little mouth, and a pronounced nose. It was good that she and Elle looked alike; otherwise, she might

upon hearing this.

him in surprise. "Elle, he's just over

first time he's been this excited. He must really

might not hold him right

you have to hold

her arms. Roy seemed to sense something, nuzzling

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