Edward walked out of the delivery room.
Many people were waiting for him at the door.
They were waiting for him to come out before they entered.
They walked past Edward coldly.
Edward's throat moved slightly.
He was holding back all his emotions as he watched the group of people walk in.
There was a click and the door shut heavily.
So heavy the people inside and outside were completely separated.
"Fourth Master." At the doorway, Dr. Jones was calling him.
At this moment, he was holding a small baby in his hand.
The baby stopped crying, with red cheeks and eyes opened surveying the world outside.
To her, it was a fresh world.
Edward turned his eyes to look at Dr. Jones.
Dr. Jones's eyes moved slightly.
A person's sadness, tremendous sadness, was infectious.
Dr. Jones did not know how much strength Edward used to hold back everything he was now enduring.
He could only imagine.
