"..."
Iris fell silent and directly hung up the phone.
She stood on the balcony, looking into the distance.
The sun was gradually rising higher, the world bright and clear.
But her heart was like a cold stone, slowly sinking into an abyss.
After being with Brandan for so long, she sometimes forgot his identity, forgot the status he represented, and forgot the responsibilities he carried.
That one conversation with Charles Hyde had yanked her back into reality.
In this terrifying reality, how pale love seemed.
It couldn't even give her a child.
Since being with Brandan, it wasn't like they hadn't slept together; they hadn't even used contraception, yet for so long now, there had been no movement at all in her body.
Maybe the only child she would ever have in this lifetime had already been lost in that mountain forest three years ago; once lost, it would never come back.
"Iris?"
