Phoebe returned to the ward, her body finding sce against the cool windowpane. Her palm tenderly traced the contours of her abdomen, a bittersweet reminder of the tiny life that had once blossomed within her three years prior.Her fingers curled protectively over her stomach, a physical manifestation of the self-me and guilt that gnawed at her soul. She found herself questioning the past, wondering if her attendance at that fateful reunion could have altered the course of her life. "I''m sorry, my baby. I failed to protect you," she murmured, her voice heavy with sorrow.Phoebe sought refuge in a secluded corner of the room, her hand acting as a shield for her tear-streaked face. The steady stream of tears quickly dampened her palm, a testament to the pain and regret that consumed her.@@novelbin@@


    It was in this state of distress that Theodore found her. rm painted his features as he rushed to her side, gently lifting her from the cold, hard floor. "Why are you on the floor?" he questioned, his gaze falling upon her tear-stained face. "What''s wrong?"


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