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.

it,

of the knocking…

Jannat?” Jannat’s mother looked at

whispered, “It must be someone else,

sound in the

up and prepared to open the

well, her steps becoming

What if it’s Jannat?

she would celebrate her birthday

Jannat

door, clutching the doorknob, but hesitated to open

of knocking

the door, Jannat

the middle of the night. Mom and Dad must have been

mom and dad’s voice faintly, but

with a

something in her arms. When she saw her mother open the door,

widened her eyes,

she had

worried and afraid that her parents wouldn’t accept

glass bottle in her

the next moment, her mother

felt a hint of darkness in her eyes. For some reason, she

finger twitched, about to embrace an empty Jannat’s mother, but instead, she solidly embraced

was stunned for a long time, struggling to hold back tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s

father was the first to recover. He looked outside and asked, “Jannat, how did you

and a

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

you. Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to

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