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

nursery. Ian's house also had a nursery like this, but now,

the crib, where Roy was blinking his big eyes at her.

Clara had visited Elle's children properly. The last time, they were still in their incubators, visible but

Wasn't this exactly how she imagined her

otherwise, she might think this child was her own. Clara leaned down slowly, gently

slightly upon hearing this. He made

over a month

excited, immediately saying, "This is the first time he's been this excited. He

might not hold

hold him with his

into her arms. Roy seemed to sense something, nuzzling into Clara's chest

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was searching for milk. But her milk had dried up long ago. There was no scent of milk on her, so why did