“You also lost your own child yourself.

That child was part of the Brown family,” Mrs. Brown snapped, her voice heavy with frustration.

Though Sonny didn't live with them, Mrs. Brown still held a bitter attachment to the idea of their family legacy.

When Jessica was pregnant, despite her reservations, she had softened.

The child represented the Brown family’s future, and for a time, Jessica’s flaws were easier to overlook.

But fate had intervened.

Jessica's tragic fall and subsequent miscarriage not only robbed Mrs. Brown of her grandson but also reignited her simmering resentment.

If that child had survived, Mrs. Brown might not feel so desperate for Sonny to return to their fold.

Now, it all felt like retribution.

Hank sighed, trying to calm the situation.

“Mom, what’s done is done.

The baby’s gone.

Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.

is still

see her, to take care of

like this if it weren't for

life.” He sank into a reflective

secretary, she was young and naive, with no intentions of starting an

post-pregnancy appearance and blinded

seen himself as a successful manager, someone who deserved better than what he perceived Liberty could

the professional world, couldn't resist

started as harmless flirtation

led Jessica down a path

“Jessica could've had a

ended up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment

despair, she'd tried to end

only through persistent intervention that she finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and chose

long, it wasn’t

held onto the sliver of hope

despite everything, supported

month and visited twice a year, vowing that he’d wait for her release no matter how

promise to stay

take care of her for the rest of my

word—a stark contrast to the empty

couldn't contain her

and yet you're still—" Before she could finish, Hank had retreated to his room and shut the

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