บท 169: I… let go… that power?

I'm not as great as you think, Sophia. Time and again, I thought of letting you go. I believed I was hallucinating, clinging to empty hope while waiting for you to wake up. There were days when I didn't know if I could go on. They were the darkest times of my life.

— Ragnar

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Sophia nodded, understanding the weight of his words. "We have a future ahead of us, a chance to create new memories. Three of us, you, me, and Anara. Maybe four of us?"

"Four?" Ragnar looked at her, puzzled.

"A boy." Sophia smiled widely. "The child I'm carrying, a son."

Ragnar's eyes widened in surprise, and then slowly, a joyful smile spread across his face.

"A son," he repeated, the words filling him with a sense of wonder and hope.

Sophia placed a gentle hand on her belly. "Yes, a son. Our family is growing."