VIP Room 909.
Ella lay on the hospital bed, her face dark with worry, her eyes filled with unspoken thoughts.
Lucas sat slumped in a chair nearby, watching her furrowed brow with a heavy heart. He let out a soft sigh. "Your Grandma Carter's lineage… it's true. They all passed away from this illness. It's hereditary, but also pathological. Your uncle seems to be fine, but Ella… there will be other children in the future. I hope you won't delay this any longer. What's happening in your brain isn't something to take lightly."
Ella gently placed her hand on her belly, her eyes slowly welling with tears.
If she truly had the same condition as Grandma Carter, then her child… couldn't be kept.
But Eric loved this baby so much, and she couldn't bear to let go. Her heart swirled with countless thoughts, leaving only sorrow behind.
Some destinies, perhaps, are impossible to escape.