The little baby stared at Sanny with a pair of jet-black eyes, her pupils as clear and clean as the finest glass in the world.
"Brielle, sister Sanny is here to see you. She's our savior."
"You call her Brielle?" Sanny asked.
"Yes, it was Ms. Aubree who named her," explained Grace Warner from the side.
Upon learning that the child was born the morning she woke up, Sanny felt a peculiar sensation in her heart.
After leaving her blessings, she walked out of the hospital, the sunlight shining on her as she exhaled a long breath.
Acts of kindness invite good karma. Surely in this life, you will be happy.
"Be careful..." An old woman stumbled on the stairs and was about to fall when Sanny swiftly reached out to steady her.
The elderly woman's fingers, dry and brittle, gripped Sanny's hand fervently, "Thank ... thank you... young lady…" she stammered.
Feeling somewhat awkward, the old granny asked, "May I ask where the inpatient department is?"
