In his eyes
"A child I had carried in my own womb for nine months. I don't know what happened when I left the child with your mother. But all I know is, one minute he was fine and needed a change of diaper. The next minute he was gone."
Tears welled up in Nora's eyes, glistening with the pain of a loss that time had failed to heal. The room, once a battleground of emotions, now held a poignant stillness as her words hung in the air, challenging Alexander to confront the reality of their shared tragedy. The gun, a mere prop in the face of a much deeper grief, now seemed like a relic from a past they were both desperately trying to escape.