Chapter 1127:

Sniffling, Alicia wiped her tears quickly. She cut the cake into small, neat slices, making it easier for Gemma to eat.

Just as they were preparing to take the cake upstairs, the front door creaked open. Corey staggered inside, his clothes dusty and his face pale. His breathing was uneven, and his eyes—empty and haunted—found Alicia across the room.

Corey wanted to ask about Gemma—how she was—but the question caught in his throat, his fear holding him back.

Alicia met his gaze, her voice trembling. “Gemma said she wanted osmanthus cake. I just made some. Let’s take it to her together.”

Hearing Alicia’s words, Corey felt a faint sense of relief amidst the storm in his heart. Gemma had an appetite. That had to be a good sign.

were possible, he would have gladly traded his life for Gemma’s health. But as the thought crossed his mind, he knew it was selfish. He didn’t ask for much—just a little more time. If Gemma couldn’t have a long life, he prayed she could at

one should have to bear. And yet, Corey couldn’t shake the guilt. It was his fault.

“I didn’t bring her a gift,” he muttered, regret lacing his voice. Gemma loved little trinkets—the quirky treasures he

get one later,” Alicia said softly, her

as though nothing had changed. “Gemma, guess who’s back!” But her smile froze, and the

Corey, making

in front of Corey, blocking his view, but Alicia’s reaction

Mustering every ounce of strength, he pushed past Caden and Alicia, desperate to see for

tube that had been keeping her alive

hands were folded neatly, and her

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