Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 405

The rain outside was pouring down, and its staccato rhythm against the window pane was enough to keep Serena awake. Those big eyes of hers were wide open, staring at me,

Despite my own fear of thunder, seeing my delicate child made me feel a mother’s courage. Every time I sensed a thunderclap was about to explode, I’d cover Serena’s ears right away.

It was as if the heavens had a personál vendetta against us that day. Rather than the quick, passing storm one might expect, the rain seemed to have been increasing in intensity. Outside, shadowy figures occasionally rushed by, their outlines blurry in the deluge.

The phone rang. It was my mother. “Rena,” she said. “Where are you and Serena? You didn’t take an umbrella with you. Try to find shelter; you can’t let the child get wet!”

“We’re fine. We’re waiting out the storm inside a shop.” I reassured her.

“If it gets too bad, your father can bring you an umbrella, or you could buy one,” she suggested, her voice laced with concern.

After a short conversation, I hung up. That’s when Faith spoke up. “Irene, if you need to get home quickly. Neil can run out and get an umbrella, and escort you to your car.”

At her words, Karina instantly glanced at Neil. Faith seemed oblivious to any potential awkwardness, and urged Neil on. “Go buy an umbrella, Neil. A little rain won’t hurt a big guy like you. Can’t let a lady and a child get soaked.”

Neil, already in a sour mood, only looked at me, his eyes a cold steel.

“No need. I can order an umbrella online,” I said quickly.

Ignoring my objection, Faith insisted. “Why bother with that when there’s a mall right across the street? It’s much easier to just have Neil go.”

She didn’t seem to care that her own son might get soaked and catch a cold.

Finch’s child needs her sleep. It’s too noisy here. Getting them home would be better, and less worrying for her parents, Karina added, nonchalantly backing up

a look, neither

silhouette disappeared

figure through the glass door, and a strange feeling washed

“Mommy, did Daddy go to the mall? I want a Transformer

umbrella for Ms. Finch. It’s raining heavily outside. Next time we’ll get you a Transformer toy, okay?”

play

in. “Just call Neil and have him bring a toy. He’s already at the mall. One extra toy

number and relayed his request.

giving

interaction in silence,

later, the rain had lightened a bit but still drizzled down relentlessly. Neil emerged from the mall, holding a large, black umbrella. He also carried a bag, presumably

he returned to the shop, I could clearly see his shirt clinging

”

as he

face was covered with damp mist, giving him

stare.

doll with black hair and

stuttered, not understanding his

gift. For your daughter,” Neil said quietly, not meeting my gaze. “Consider it

took me by surprise. In Neil’s eyes, Serena was my child with

My mom texted me and insisted I do