CRYSTAL. We stepped into the room, and when I saw my little boy, my heart shattered afresh. My baby — my entire world — was lying so small and fragile on that huge white hospital bed. His skin looked too pale against the sheets. His lips, which used to be so pink and full of laughter, were dry and colorless. And yet, the second his eyes found us, his little, angelic face lit up with a smile. A smile that broke. "Mummy..." He tried to sound cheerful, but the effort pulled at his chest, and he winced. Another bullet to my heart. I clutched my heart as the pain tore through me. “Hey… honey. You’re awake,” I whispered, afraid that if I spoke any louder, he might break.His eyes moved toward Noah. “Uncle Noah? Why aren’t you at work? Is it because of me?”Oh, God.Even in this condition, lying weak and tethered to machines, he was worried about someone else.Noah forced a smile and moved closer to him. “Come on, buddy. We were worried about you, and all you think about is my jo
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