Roxanne was brought back from the brink of death, having almost walked through the gates of the underworld.
When she woke up, she was weak and exhausted, her voice so low she could barely hear herself.
Dominic, his eyes red from crying, leaned in close to her ear to hear her whisper that she wanted to see her daughter.
"Roxanne, the baby is still in the incubator, we can't bring her over. You need to rest."
"But can you take a video for me?"
Dominic hesitated.
He was terrified of lying to Roxanne.
The first time he lied to her, he had told her he had fallen in love with a wealthy heiress, that he didn’t love her anymore and wanted to break up.
When he lied, he couldn't meet her gaze.
He would stare at the floor, unable to look up.
Roxanne remembered that look well.
Dominic was lying to her.
Just like nine years ago when he was diagnosed with a brain tumor, he lied to her and broke up with her, afraid of burdening her.
Tears streamed down her face, "Dominic, the baby was stillborn, wasn’t she?”
Before she passed out, she had heard the doctor say that the umbilical cord had detached prematurely, and the baby had no heartbeat or breath upon birth.
"I want to see her!"
Despite her weak voice, she was resolute.
"Roxanne, you need to stay calm."
"I want to see her."
Afraid that she would become too emotional, the doctor reluctantly brought over the lifeless baby.
He placed her next to Roxanne, who gently raised her arms and cradled her daughter, giving her a tender kiss.
Cold as ice.
She covered her baby with her own blanket.
The tiny figure tugged at her heart, causing pain throughout her entire body.
Mother and child, their faces close together.
Roxanne used her own body heat to warm her icy baby.
She couldn't believe that her little one, who had been with her for over seven months, had left her so abruptly.
Vaguely, she thought she heard the faint sound of a heartbeat.
But she could have imagined it.
She continued to use her body heat to warm her baby girl.
And then, a miracle seemed to occur.
Eight hours later.
Roxanne heard the faint heartbeat of her little one.
Her body was gradually warming up.
Even the doctor thought it was a miracle.
After some resuscitation efforts, the baby came back to life.
Her robust heartbeat was identical to the one Roxanne had recorded on her phone during prenatal check-ups.
Overwhelmed with joy, Roxanne cried.
So did Dominic.
Two months later.
An international flight was slowly descending over Seraphim Haven.
Roxanne cradled her adorable baby girl in her arms.
She looked down at her, her eyes filled with joy.
The baby's chubby little face was identical to the 4D ultrasound scan taken during the prenatal check-up.
Roxanne couldn't help but gently pinch her cheeks.
The baby's mouth puckered up, on the verge of crying, looking utterly aggrieved.
She looked down at her baby girl laughing in her arms.
Next to her, Dominic was also smiling.
The safety and well-being of mother and daughter was his greatest wish.
It was only when the little one yawned, her mouth full of milky fragrance, that Roxanne looked up.
Meeting Dominic's gaze, his eyes filled with joy.
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