Chapter 201 A Bawling Child

She finally got to let out the chest–wringing breath she had been holding in since Bliss‘ death. She had felt it–the puppy pushing its face close to hers, whimpering with her as she sobbed.

It was consoling her. She imagined that was what Bliss would have done too.

Deirdre cast her eyes to the ground. The storm clouds that had seemed to be permanent on her mien faded, and Brendan was the sole witness of her subtle transformation.

While he managed to observe Deirdre’s change, he was blind to his own. The trademark severity in his visage had softened into meek, wistful joy.

They walked for a while until, suddenly, Deirdre stopped. Brendan almost lost her, but he paused and turned around. “What’s wrong?”

She scanned her surroundings with a frown. “A child’s crying.”

“A child?” Brendan was a little surprised. They were at the fork of a busy street flooded with couples and office workers going about their day. There was not a single child in sight.

be some kind of

bit her lip. “It’s definitely the sound of

adapted to the disadvantage of her sight through

A baby–about a year old at most–was

baby’s locked in a car!”

She could tell the child was running out of

cardigan and wrapped it around his elbow. He motioned to Deirdre,

sound. Her heart skipped a beat. “C-

“There’s no time.”

the baby and how… young she

about the same age as she was

had caused a young life to die before. He would not forgive himself if

of an emerging crack, and rammed his elbow against the window a few more

running low,” he

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