Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 447

“I’m off to cook, Russel finally said, his gaze dropping as he headed towards the kitchen.

A pang of sympathy hit me, coupled with a sense of guilt.

Neil, however, seemed oblivious to the emotional undercurrents between Russel and myself. He was absorbed in studying Serena’s face, his eyes filled with a profound sadness.

He looked up at me, his eyes mirroring his sorrow. “Do you think our daughter would have looked like her if she hadn’t passed away?”

I had never told Neil the gender of our first child, yet his question caught me off guard.

A sharp pain pierced my heart at the mention of our lost child.

“How did you know it was a girl?” I asked, my voice laced with bitterness.

“I looked into your medical records before,” Neil said, his gaze unwavering.

“I need a favor.”

“Which is?” I asked, surprised at his confession.

For a moment, Neil hesitated, his usually decisive demeanor faltering. The gravity of the situation was evident.

I couldn’t fathom what I could possibly do for him, apart from a DNA test with Serena, which I had no intention of agreeing to.

“Although I checked your medical records, the only copy of the ultrasound for our baby is with you. Do you still have it?” Neil finally asked, catching me off guard. I froze.

of our child. I had kept it safe, never losing it.

I see it?” Neil asked with a hint of pleading in his voice. This was uncharacteristic of him; a man of

a son, Hiram, and our first child was gone before it was even born. There was nothing left to

it was being suffocated and

see it. But I didn’t want to rehash the painful memories. Shared pain could bind people together, in a way that was difficult

shook my head and gave him a small smile. “I don’t have it anymore. I threw it away because it was too painful to

fill the air, painting a picture of warmth and love. In a sudden impulse, I blurted out, “I took a on

Neil replied instantly, his eyes shining with

of it

had taken a picture of the ultrasound image during the scan. Although it wasn’t as clear as the original,

Neil, or more accurately, resembled Brandon now, especially

picture stirred up the pain in my heart. I

While I took Serena from

lost in the picture, his eyes filled with longing

wondered if Neil loved me back then. If he

a man who doesn’t

like overgrown weeds, refusing

looked up at me. His eyes were bloodshot.

time,” he said, his voice filled with pain.

want to resort to a DNA test. If the results weren’t what he hoped for, he’d become the laughing

evening chorus, breaking the

Z Z Z

our eyes

yet it was firm and resolute. “Serena and Brandon are mine and Russel’s children. Neil, I’m sorry, but my heart changed back then. If you don’t believe me, you can get

Neil’s