'd been holding back burst forth in a torrent of sorrow. She'd wanted to cry, but not in front of Samu

reams she'd had – starting a family, growing old with Samuel, sharing laughter and tears wi

ts, and the family she'd always wanted to build was almost too much to bear. Why was life

, placing the flask on the bedside table. Sarah quickly wiped away her tears, not wan

forced a smile. "You're back," she said softly, try

t and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I brought yo

as trying to take care of her, to make her feel better. But deep down, sh