“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 my

her, to

ended up like

ruined her life.” He

she was young and naive, with no intentions of

post-pregnancy appearance and blinded by his own arrogance,

someone who deserved better

and fresh to the professional world,

as harmless flirtation turned into something much

selfishness had led Jessica down a

could've had a simple,

here.” Jessica’s imprisonment had

she'd tried to end her

finally abandoned her suicidal thoughts and chose to

sentence was long, it

of hope that someday she might regain her

everything, supported her from

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

promise

her for the rest of my

he intended to keep his word—a stark contrast to the empty promises he’d once

couldn't contain her

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

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