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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 683

Gregory gently wiped away my tears, helped me to my feet, and took the baby from my arms.

"You've got two minutes for tears, any more than that is bad for the eyes."

I reached out and hugged him, rubbing my face against his shoulder, "No more crying."

Gregory patted my back and whispered in my ear, "Help your mom up, will you?"

I let go of him and turned around. As I bent down, my mom was turning her wine glass upside down.

The liquid inside traced a wet line across the floor.

My mom opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

Seeing her trying to get up, I reached out to help her.

She waved me off, "Go talk to your grandma some more, I'll head downstairs."

I still held onto her, "I'm done talking. Let's go home together."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as we slowly made our way downstairs, arm in arm.

Gregory, holding the baby, followed behind us.

Back at Elmwood Villas, he skipped the office to cook dinner instead.

"Jane, keep your mom company."

I knew Gregory stayed to cook as a way to ease the tension between my mom and me.

He was always aware that my mom and I blamed ourselves.

Even when it seemed like we had moved on, the guilt resurfaced every time grandma was mentioned, reaching its peak.

We always wondered if the accident could have been avoided if we hadn't thrown that party, giving Summer an opportunity to cause trouble.

"Mom…"

I sat next to her, and without planning, we both ended up watching baby Mira in her crib, silent for a long time.

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