After Naylor set Henry down, the boy walked straight toward Jessica.

Jessica was leaning against the wall, her gaze fixed anxiously on the doors to the operating room. She was silently praying that Timothy's surgery would go

smoothly.

The last thing she wanted was to owe him such a life-altering debt.

All her attention was wrapped around the worries in her heart.

Suddenly, a small, warm hand slipped into hers.

Glancing to her side, she saw Henry looking up at her with innocent, searching eyes.

His expression was riddled with guilt, uncertainty, and a hint of fear.

Henry was afraid she might push him away.

The look in her son's eyes made Jessica's heart soften.

She didn't say a word or pull away. She simply let Henry hold her hand in his steady, silent grip.

waiting room, Vince glanced over at them. The sight

separated for years, not recognizing each other at first, but still drawn together by something deep and unspoken. No matter the

him. It was as if Jessica and Henry, standing hand in hand, belonged exclusively to Timothy—even though Timothy wasn't even with them at that moment, it felt as though his name was etched invisibly across both of

why he felt this way, but the feeling was sharp

realized his childhood engagement to Jessica

had already made her choice all those years

gnawed at

had he lost

have that he

before Yates finally

passing second an ordeal for

a word—not even "Mom." He was afraid that if he spoke, Jessica would snap out of her daze and let go of

since he and his mother had been this close-how many years since

lasted about three hours.

operation as chief surgeon—a renowned neurologist, with a team of other specialists

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