Chapter 101 One Hundred

• I was about to respond when a young child, who couldn't be more than three years old, ran towards me. His face was a mirror image of my father's, and I felt a lump form in my throat as I trembled.
• "Lauren, this is Ethan, your nephew," Faith introduced him to me.
• Ethan stared at me with his big brown eyes, and I knelt down to give him a hug. "It's wonderful to finally meet you," I whispered, my voice breaking as I swallowed hard. Tears threatened to spill over my eyes.