As the weather turned colder, sometimes she would wake up at night with cold feet.

Then Brantley would quietly slip into her bed and use his body heat to warm her feet… Over time, Elissa felt incredibly Lucky to have someone like Brantley with her.

One weekend, she took Brantley to the cemetery.

After all, the rivalry between the older generation had ended with their passing.

What was the point of holding onto that hate?

In the early winter, the air was a bit chilly.

Brantley took Elissa’s hand as he gazed at his mother’s tomb.

It felt Like his mother had been gone for ages.

beside him seemed to have taken his mother’s place and become his

they stood side by

of the tomb and gently brushed the dust off with her gaze

her own mother hadn’t

the

and Brantley had now lived together

cemetery, they

was in the Late stages of her pregnancy… The passengers around all praised Brantley for being

smiled but

the boy’s young age, she indeed looked more like Brantley’s mother rather

the praise from the other

held Elissa’s hand and stood by her side… Immediately they got off the bus, they spotted Raphael’s

and muttered, “Raphael

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