Queenie covered her face and cried uncontrollably.

Yes, she was right.

But my heart hurt so much!

It was a precious human life, after all.

"Lulu, I can't let go of it. That's my baby. How could I possibly let go of it? When I was pregnant with her, I thought countless times about giving her all my love, dressing her in pretty clothes, braiding her hair nicely, taking her to the amusement park, sending her to school, and playing pretend with her.

"But I'm not sure if a life without a father is what she wants. I don't want her to suffer. Lulu, I don't want to let her suffer, and I can't bear to lose her, but I have no choice. I can't let her become an illegitimate child. I just can't.

her existence. Lulu, my baby is so pitiful. I

I wasn't able to find words of comfort. "I know, Queenie. I know. She won't blame you. No one will.

fell asleep. Tears stained her thin cheeks, and some still lingered

warm, damp towel to wipe away the tears, tuck her in, and make

messages to comfort me and reminded me that

to take care of her after such a huge thing happened, but back then, Queenie had a falling out

her parents had predicted. So, I didn't know if she would want her family

the ward, accompanied by an

them, I quickly gestured to him to

placed the things he carried on the table near the window. The lady had a kind face and sat quietly beside Queenie. She would occasionally look at

very alert. With a combined effort, the three of us managed to feed her

lady watching over Queenie, Andrew and I went to the corridor outside to

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