That day, she fell into a coma after drinking the poison.
When she woke up, she was already locked in the isolation room, and only heard that Selene had successfully given birth to a daughter and that both mother and child were safe.
She dared not visit, nor dared to inquire.
If it hadn't been for the announcement, "The Commander and Spouse Joyfully Welcome a Daughter" being pushed on all networks three days later, lighting up every public screen.
She wouldn't even have known that the child was really born.
"She's especially cute," Selene's tone was calm, "Her eyes are like mine, her nose like his. When she sleeps, she purses her lips, and the first thing she does upon waking is look for milk."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up and picked up a soft baby blanket from the bedside table.
"Hold her."
This attitude was too strange.
Claire's whole body stiffened, and a chill ran up her spine.
