Perhaps it was the aftermath of the dream; she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen. Instinctively, she pressed her fingers against her belly, which was flat and very warm. But at that moment, tears fell from her eyes.
An inexplicable sadness suddenly enveloped her. Although she no longer remembered anything, the feeling of losing that child—her body still remembered. Iris Harris raised her hand in a daze to catch the tears continuously rolling down from her eyes.
So strange, why... why am I so sad, sad enough to wish to die...
She squatted down, tightly hugging her head, her tear glands seemed broken, her tears unstoppable.
What exactly is going on...
In her heart, she thought vaguely, were those really dreams?
Or... were they events that actually happened?
But...
But he treated her so well; how could he let her be locked in such a place? Impossible, impossible...
