Even if Qin Dandan appeared to be calm and collected, that was still her child! The child should have been the closest person to her in this world. But she chose to end this child's life with her own hands.
Qin Dandan's voice was choked with sobs, and her voice trembled as she spoke. "He was especially tiny and transparent. He should have developed in my womb for 10 months and become a normal fetus. Then, he would be welcomed into this world with joy and anticipation. I killed him with my own hands. But I don't regret it. I just feel sad. I'm not worthy to be a mother."
When Qin Dandan spoke, she had already broken down. She covered her face firmly and cried in pain.
