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The car sped away into the distance.

The masked man slammed the door shut, his temper flaring as he glanced into the rearview mirror at Winnie. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Winnie remained silent.

"If it didn't work, we'd both be done for," he snapped, his tone edged with frustration.

Her voice was calm, almost detached. "He's my nephew, and his health isn't good. Dragging him into a life on the run would do more harm than good." The man let out a bitter laugh. "So what now? You really plan on living like this forever?"

"Do you have some miraculous plan to turn this all around? I've already burned every bridge with him," Winnie said, her tone laced with bitterness. Yet, as she spoke, a faint glimmer of hope ignited within her, sparked by the man's words.

The masked man remained silent, his expression unreadable.

"Let's just take it one step at a time," he finally muttered.

Winnie nodded, but a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, forcing her to clutch her stomach.

The man's brows furrowed as he noticed her pale face. "What's wrong?"

Before she could answer, her head slumped forward. Blood pooled on the car seat beneath her.

"Winnie! Stay with me!"

screeching halt, frantically steadying the wheel before jumping

a recent miscarriage and hadn't properly recovered,

slammed the door, and sped toward the nearest hospital,

*

scene, Ben's

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head. He bent down to gently pinch

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heard he could see his mom, his

frail from his recent illness, the mere thought of seeing his mom filled him with a joy that

*

was still resting, though her fever had stabilized after the medication.

thought it was a hallucination, but when she turned her head, Charlie was running toward her, his arms outstretched. "Mommy, I missed you so

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