The next day, sunlight filtered into the ward. The thin curtains fluttered with the breeze, and a trace of coolness brushed against Shannon's pale face.
She slowly opened her eyes, and was met with a sea of white. An unpleasant smell assailed her senses.
The pain stemming from the lower part of her body suddenly gave Shannon a bad feeling. She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. Feeling the flatness there, tears streamed down her cheeks.
She wasn't fated to meet this child. In the end, she still lost everything…
"Shannon, you're awake? How do you feel?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded beside her. Shannon slowly turned her head. She was still in a daze, and the voice felt distant.
It was… Matthew?
"Matthew, I…"
