In the afternoon, Anne took Eddy to the hospital.
Bob's father came out to greet them. He let out a weary sigh and shifted his gaze to Eddy.
His heart took a sprint in his chest. Regardless of whether the boy had his son's heart or not, he always reminded him of Bob.
Perhaps he was emotionally connected to Eddy. Seeing him comforted his agitated mind.
"Sir, don't worry. I will behave well." Eddy took the man's hand and smiled sincerely.
Tears welled up in the man's eyes. He swept Eddy into a tight embrace and began to sob uncontrollably. Eddy's petite body was as soft and warm as Bob's.
Bob's father had missed holding his son and sought solace in Eddy's presence.
Anne sighed helplessly. "I have asked the makeup artist to draw a scar on Eddy's chest. Seeing that would convince Bob's mother."
The artist was the best in the industry. Every stroke on Eddy's chest looked like a scar -- no one could tell that it was makeup.
Bob's father sniffed loudly; his eyes shone with gratitude. He clutched Eddy's hand and walked towards the ward.
Anne took a deep breath and followed them.
When they arrived at the room, she stopped outside and let Eddy inside. Her presence might confuse the woman, so she stood by the door and looked inside, in case something happened.
Bob's mother was sitting on the bed. She looked frail; her hair had turned grey. The woman was holding a doll in her arms and looked at it with tender, loving eyes as if it were her child. She was talking to the doll, a morbid smile stretched across her lips. Anne couldn't hear what she was telling but understood that the woman was expressing her love.
Bob's parents gave birth to him at an old age. However, the boy had inherited rare blood disease. His parents had tried their best to save him, but the problems Kim had created only seemed to complicate everything. Unable to cope with the condition, Bob left them. They thought that God would bless them with another child but didn't imagine that he would be cruel enough to take their second child as well.
No mother could bear such a devastating loss.
Anne's eyes glinted with pity and concern for the woman.
Holding Eddy's hand, Bob's father trudged towards his wife. "Look who has come to see you," he whispered in her ear.
Bob's mother sat motionless as if she didn't hear a thing.
The man sighed and looked at Eddy. As if understanding his emotion, Eddy stepped closer and held her arm.
The warmth of his fingers seeped into her skin. Bob's mother trembled and lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes widened when she saw Eddy.
The madness in her eyes frightened Anne. She clasped the doorknob, wondering if she should step inside before she hurt her son.
"Bob and I are here to see you. I had a heart transplant; Bob's heart is in my body. See..." Eddy lifted his shirt, revealing his scar.
Since the scar was fake, he only let Bob's mother catch a glimpse of it.
The woman's eyes lit up. She leaned closer and lifted Eddy in her arms. The boy squealed in shock as Bob's mother hugged him and pressed her ear against his chest.
Anne, who was about to open the door and barge in, stopped after witnessing the emotional scene. She closed her eyes and heaved a sigh of relief, for her son was in safe hands.
Eddy's heart was thumping rhythmically in his chest.
Bob's mother closed her eyes as tears streamed down her cheeks. 'The beating of life inside the boy's chest belongs to my son.
It is the heart of the boy whom I loved and protected with every bone in my body, ' thought she.
The sound of the heartbeat stirred inexplicable emotions in her heart. The image of her son, sitting on the bed, flashed in her mind. He was calling her, flashing his toothy smile.
At that moment, Bob's mother felt that 'mom' was the most beautiful word she had heard. It somehow sounded sweeter coming out of his lips.
'Heart is the most crucial organ in a person's body. This boy's heart belongs to Bob. My son hasn't left me.'
Bob's mother hugged him tighter. Eddy frowned as the woman crushed him with all her might. However, he didn't protest or tried moving away from her.
"My child! My child!"
Bob's mother burst into a fit of sobs. "How are you, honey? Are you safe in heaven? Do you miss me? I miss you, Bob. I think of you every day. Your brother has left me too. The doctor said that he was a boy. I think he left me because he wanted to see you. Did you see your little brother?"
The doctors had revealed the baby's gender right before the miscarriage -- it was a boy. However, the fetus had died before stepping into the world.
Tears welled up in Eddy's eyes. He bit his lip and caressed the woman's hair.
Bob's mother whimpered and began to wail loudly.
Unable to watch his wife suffer, Bob's father slumped down on the chair and began hitching with sobs.
The two didn't have a child for many years. They had tried hard to conceive. Bob had been the greatest gift of their lives. All the problems faded away, and their life seemed complete after he was born. However, they weren't lucky enough to have him longer. But despite the heartbreak and sorrow, the couple believed that they would be blessed with another child. However, the baby had left them like Bob.
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