Chapter 63

• Meanwhile, back in F nation, Mr. Preston put down the phone in his hands and turned to look at his inconsolable wife with a distressed expression flashing across his eyes. He sighed softly before taking her into his arms.
• His tone was unbearably soft as he wiped the tears in her face with unprecedented gentleness.
• "Our daughter will be fine, okay? She survived years ago when we lost her. She definitely will this tine around as well. We have to believe that she would..."