Confused, she turned her head to look at Theodore, only to find that he was still in a deep slumber.

Ariana tried to extricate herself, but the grip was too strong.

At this moment, she heard Theodore murmuring, "Don't go. Don't leave me."

As Ariana heard Theodore's faint whisper, her heart fluttered with hope. For a moment, she allowed herself to bask in the possibility that he didn't want her to leave him.

But her optimism was short-lived as he uttered the word, "Mom."

Ariana's chest tightened as her feelings were mixed. Part of her wished that Theodore had meant her and not his mother. It turned out that the fever had muddled his mind, and he thought she was his mother.

The next second, Ariana exhaled heavily, grateful for the realization that she could eventually leave without much burden. Though it was a bittersweet realization, she knew it was for the best.

As she gazed at the frown on Theodore's sleeping face, Ariana couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for him. She knew that he had lost his mother at a young age and the pain of that loss seemed to linger on even now. Ariana didn't have the heart to ask for more details about it.

She had come to understand that Theodore was a fragile man, much like a child in need of comfort and reassurance. She recalled the time he had requested her to sing a lullaby to soothe him to sleep. He must have missed his mother a lot.

Despite his tough exterior and seemingly callous demeanor, Ariana knew that Theodore was simply hiding behind a facade. His obedience to those who showed him kindness was proof of his true nature.

After a moment's hesitation, Ariana decided to lie down beside Theodore. She knew she needed to calm him down, and she was willing to do anything to make him feel better.

With a soft pat on his back, she hummed the lullaby to him. She didn't feel embarrassed this time. As the melody flowed from her lips, she felt a sense of peace come over her. She watched as Theodore's face relaxed. She could feel the tension leaving his body as he drifted off to peaceful sleep.

As she lay there, supporting her head with one hand, Ariana couldn't help but study ‘Theodore's features. He was undeniably handsome, with perfectly chiseled features that made her heart skip a beat. She loved the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, and the way his mouth curved upward in a mischievous grin.

She had never been so drawn to a man before. It wasn't just his good looks, though; it was something deeper, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

With a heavy heart, Ariana's fingers traced the curve of her stomach as she allowed herself to daydream about her unborn child.

She couldn't help but wonder about the tiny life that grew inside her. Would it be a boy or a girl? Would it have her fiery spirit or would it inherit Theodore's dominating nature?

A smile tugged at her lips at the thought of her baby having Theodore's striking looks. She could imagine their child with his father's chiseled jawline and those captivating eyes that held a world of mysteries. But she couldn't help but worry about their child's temperament. She couldn't bear the thought of having another scheming and sharp-tongued personality in the family.

The bittersweet reality hit her hard. The birth of their child meant that she had left this city and started anew. Her memories would remain behind as a reminiscence of the life she once had.

Ariana's heart was heavy with a sudden pang of melancholy, but she quickly shook it off. Dwelling on the future would only distract her from the task at hand.

She rose from the bed with careful, measured movements, ensuring that Theodore remained sound asleep.