At this moment, inside Jannat’s home.

Jannat’s mother sat on the couch, staring blankly at the television.

The TV wasn’t turned on, and the whole house felt cold and empty.

Jannat’s father came out, holding a glass of water, and said, “Have some warm water and go to bed early.”

Suddenly, Jannat’s mother burst into tears. “Jannat said she would give me a gift on my birthday.”

“Today is already my birthday, but my Jannat will never come back…”

They had rehearsed the goodbyes a million times, but they never expected to say goodbye for real. It was still hard to accept.

She covered her face, and suppressed sobs escaped through her fingers…

Jannat’s father felt a pang in his heart, almost struggling to breathe.

He leaned against the armrest of the couch and slowly sat down, embracing Jannat’s mother.

“It’s okay, it’s okay…” he murmured. “Jannat has gone to heaven, where there is no more pain…”

Jannat’s mother cried out in pain.

Yes, in heaven, there would be no more pain.

No more taking medication every day, no more restrictions on what she could eat or touch.

No more frequent visits to the hospital, even spending holidays there at times.

No more being cautious and afraid of bumping or running around.

Amid her breakdown, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

neither of them heard it, but later, it felt

rhythm and volume of the knocking… it was

mother looked at the door

back his sorrow, whispered, “It must be someone else, maybe

there was no sound in the house now, so it shouldn’t

and prepared

well, her steps becoming

What if it’s Jannat?

she would celebrate her birthday

if Jannat had

the door, clutching the

knocking

the door, Jannat

in the middle of the

had just heard her mom and dad’s voice faintly, but now it

with

breath and immediately saw Jannat standing at the door, holding something in her arms.

her

she had

also worried and afraid that her parents wouldn’t accept

raised the glass bottle in her arms and smiled. “Mom!

moment, her mother

in her eyes. For some reason, she thought of Pablo lunging at Nana but passing

embrace an empty Jannat’s mother, but instead, she

a long time, struggling to hold back tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s mother and Jannat. He hoarsely said,

was the first to recover.

brightly. “A brother and a sister helped

on the floor. Jannat couldn’t pick up the cake if she

father struggled to find words

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