Chapter 125: I’M By Myself
- Cathryn felt her heart melt listening to the baby's call. She bowed her head and attentively played with the baby, and the haze in her heart temporarily retreated.
- "How old is yours?" When the baby was holding her milk bottle, the mother took the time to chat.
- "Twenty...twenty-nine weeks." Giving this answer again, Cathryn missed a breath. As if someone had grabbed her neck, her heart slowed.