I repeated myself, “It wasn’t good.”

Hope seemed to leave Camelia’s gaze almost instantaneously. Her entire demeanor darkened, which suggested that this outcome had not been within her expectations.

And why wouldn’t she be disappointed? She had made such a huge sacrifice by bringing the woman Marcus loved to his deathbed, yet he showed no sign of improvement.

 

All she wants is for her beloved husband to live. It’s not too much to ask, yet no one can give her the answer she seeks or dissuade her from her mission.

Taking in Camelia’s pale countenance, it was not difficult to tell that she had not been eating properly for a while now. After some coaxing, we managed to usher Camelia and her son to a nearby Chanaean restaurant.

Ashton ordered eight dishes, and the food arrived in quick succession.

 

Camelia remained in poor spirits. She turned to her child and said simply, “Let’s eat.”

 

she picked up her fork and immediately got lost in her thoughts.

 

“You need to

 

placed the bowl in front of her child while coaxing, “Be a good boy and eat. You need to eat well so you can take care of your mommy.” I started ladling some soup for Camelia in

not inherited Marcus’ or Camelia’s trademark obstinance. He glanced at

Ashton had placed a bowl of soup in

Marcus’ son several times as he ate, and I asked, “What’s your

his head to meet my gaze, and I noticed Marcus’ eyes on him. The only difference was the youthful innocence

in a smile. “It’s a great name, fitting for a brave boy. You need to take care

nodded determinedly like a soldier accepting his battle summons. He seemed rather comical with his cheeks puffed from

her child. Grudges between the adults did not stop Tobias from

gaze from Tobias, just in time to

become utterly

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