Cecelia stood in front of the Heath residence, more hesitant than ever. It took quite a while before she set foot in the house.

The heat lamp in the house was still on, and the yellowish light came through. The dim brightness, however, made the night even darker. She leaned against the side of the car, staring at the ground motionlessly.

After a long time, her legs felt a little numb.

She pondered how she should ask Charlotte about it.

For more than four years, she had been reveling in the joy of getting her child back, and she had been doing her best to make up for the love she had failed to provide Charlotte with as a mother.

She had never doubted it, but now she couldn't hold back the wild ideas that were swirling in her heart.

But meanwhile, she was deeply worried.

How could she hurt her child again, exactly twenty years after she lost her, if everything was just her imagination?

She had to weigh the pros and cons.

to be

moment, Charlotte pushed open

afternoon, she tidied up her room and threw away all the things she didn't want, things that had to do with

saw that Cecelia's car had

car was

in the doorway and took a few puzzled steps forward to see Cecelia standing by her car. Cecelia was shrouded entirely in the

You're back? Why don't you come in?" Charlotte called out

and she immediately came back to

saw Charlotte approaching, she deliberately took out her cell phone and pretended

now. I need to go,

she pretended to hang up the phone

little business just

soft smile appeared on

"Let's go inside. It's cold outside, and look at you, your fingers

tugged Cecelia toward

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