This place held all their cherished memories.

But once they returned from St. Carleigh Church, he would move out of here. Sabrina would be gone from his life.

The shrill ring of his phone interrupted his musings.

It was a video call from Kira.

A cherubic face filled the screen, bright blue eyes twinkling.

Kira was standing beside. "Jennie, your uncle's answering."

"Uncle Tyrone! I miss you!" Jennie's face lit up.

Tyrone's face softened into a rare smile. "I miss you too, Jennie."

But his smile held a touch of sorrow.

Thoughts of his unborn child, who had already taken form but never entered the world, crossed his mind.

If the little one could be born, he would be just as adorable as Jennie was.

"Do you miss me, Uncle? I miss you so much! Are you at your house in Mathias now?" Jennie asked, her chin uplifted in curiosity.

"Yes, I do miss you, Jennie. I'm at home now, turning his phone to show her his surroundings.

Tyrone confirmed,

“Humph! I don't believe you! You have Aunt Sabrina. How could you miss me?" She then looked behind him and asked, "Where's she?"

Tyrone's expression froze. "She isn't well; she's in the hospital."

Jennie's face clouded with worry. “What? She's unwell? When is she coming home?"

"Several days later."

“Why not gift her with some sweet cake? She'd certainly appreciate that!"


Tyrone couldn't help but chuckle. "Sure thing, I'll bring her some cake."