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.

first, neither of them heard it, but later, it felt somewhat

of

Jannat’s mother looked at the

holding back his sorrow, whispered, “It must

in the house now, so it shouldn’t

stood up and prepared to

as well, her steps becoming anxious and shaky. “I…

What if it’s Jannat?

she would celebrate her birthday with

if Jannat had

couple reached the door, clutching the doorknob, but

knocking sounded outside the door

the door,

knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

heard her mom and dad’s voice

door rang with

saw Jannat standing at the door, holding something in her arms. When she saw her mother open

Jannat’s mother widened her eyes, covering

Jannat… she had

worried and afraid

glass bottle in her arms and smiled. “Mom! Happy

moment, her mother rushed

hint of darkness in her eyes. For some reason, she thought of Pablo

twitched, about to embrace an empty Jannat’s mother, but

tears, and finally couldn’t help but embrace Jannat’s mother and Jannat. He hoarsely

to recover. He looked outside and

“A brother and a

pick up the cake if she was holding

you. Happy birthday!” Jannat’s father struggled to find words as he

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