“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

duty to see her, to take care of

have ended up like this if it weren't

who ruined her life.” He sank

secretary, she was young and naive, with

Hank, discontent with Liberty’s post-pregnancy appearance and blinded by his

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

professional

flirtation turned into something much

down a path she never intended

it weren't for me,’ Hank murmured, “Jessica could've had a

ended up here.” Jessica’s imprisonment had

to end her life

she finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and chose

sentence was long, it wasn’t a

onto the sliver of hope that someday she might

supported

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

a promise to stay

of her for the

contrast

couldn't contain her

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

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