Karen had finally had enough of Jeffrey's silence and decided to leave on her own.

With every step she took, he followed closely behind.

Annoyance flared within her.

"Can't you take a hint?" "Yeah, I can." His voice was low, his eyelashes casting shadows over his cheeks. Thank goodness the evening was dim, the stairwell light barely punctuating the darkness, hiding the single tear that threatened to betray him. "I promised Dorothy I'd see you home." "I can walk by myself." "Just let me walk you, at least... walk our child home.” Karen's lips parted, but no harsh words came out. She resigned herself to his company.

The journey seemed endless, each step weighed down with the gravity of their situation.

It was rare for them to share such a quiet moment together. Jeffrey wished her apartment was higher, just a few more stairs to climb, and just a little more time for them to spend together.

always come to an

front door of

door swung open almost immediately.

Jeffrey lingering behind, she knew things

Karen

Dorothy said, reaching out to take Karen's hand. She gave Jeffrey a long, meaningful look, her lips pressed tight

her twins. No regrets, but it hadn't been without its hardships, nearly costing her life in the delivery room. How could she now advise Karen? She guided Karen to the couch and poured a glass of

her eyes lifting to meet Dorothy's. "Jeffrey knows about the pregnancy.” "Yeah, I figured." "He wants me to keep

bellies, looking so tired but so happy. I thought, being a mother must be such a blissful thing, right?" Dorothy pondered for a moment and then nodded. "It is a blissful thing." "So, I really wanted to give Jeffrey a chance! After confirming the pregnancy, do you know my first absurd thought? I was wondering, who would our child take after more, me or Jeffrey? Ha, if it's a boy,

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