She couldn't stop calling out for her mother since she missed her so much.
Even still, she couldn't find her mother.
At that moment, tears streamed down her face.
Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in the dark room.
Amidst the light, Vania saw Roseanne's figure. In that split second, she shouted joyfully as she ran toward the light.
However, before she could get close to Roseanne, everything disappeared in front of her.
"Mom," Vania shouted again.
She woke up abruptly and sat up from the bed.
She kept calling out for her mother.
"Darling?" Hanson was heartbroken when he saw Vania in tears. "Did you have a nightmare?"
His tone was soft, seemingly like feathers brushing against Vania's face gently, calming her down.
Vania took a deep breath and realized she was still in the hospital.
It was all just a dream.
Yet, the dream was so depressing.
After calming herself down, she slowly returned to her senses.
Then, she threw herself into Hanson's arms, holding him tightly as if this was the only way she could feel herself being alive.
"I dreamed about Mom just now." Her voice cracked as she spoke.
She hadn't dreamt about Roseanne for a long time. Thus, she didn't know why she had such a connection at this moment.
She wondered if it was because she had just donated her blood to Liam and heard what the doctor said.
Hanson caressed her back gently. At this moment, he felt the urge to say something inappropriate—Daddy is here.
However, he knew he couldn't say such a cheeky thing now.
He kissed away Vania's tears and said softly, "Don't be afraid. I will always be by your side."
Since Vania had just cried, her eyes were red and puffy, looking like a frightened rabbit, making people couldn't help but want to protect her.
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