She could only lower her head so much that her black hair covered her side profile, and as Tong Ran bit into the back of her hand, tears rolled down and her slender shoulders started to shake violently.
This child, from its very existence, she didn't know, until she had lost it… that's when she realized the baby had truly existed within her.
She had never spoken to the baby, never sung to it, not even touched it once…
And then, just like that, it was gone.
Now, even crying felt painful to Tong Ran; she didn't deserve to be the baby's mom, she hadn't been able to protect it, not even fulfilling the most basic responsibilities…
No one else was to blame; the blame was solely on herself.
Tong Ran's sharp teeth left a circle of indentations on the back of her hand, the grief was so intense. The fair skin was bitten until beads of blood surfaced, the metallic taste shot into her mouth, making her feel nauseated. She clenched her lips tightly to hold back the urge to retch.
