Elena continued to hold Vined gently in her arms for a while, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Don't worry… I won't do anything foolish ever again." Tears streamed down her cheeks, unstoppable and warm.
She had cried countless times over the past two months.
At first, she even blamed Charlotte for taking her son away. But deep down, she knew that if anyone in this world was drowning in despair more than herself, it was Charlotte.
Since childhood, Charlotte had always held a deep affection for Vivian.
Their bond was like that of heaven and earth, fundamentally different, yet unable to exist without each other.
Vivian had always been a timid child, shy around women except for his mother.
At the many balls Elena attended with him before Edward was born, Vivian would always hide behind her whenever her friends or other women approached.
His face would flush bright red whenever someone complimented him on how cute or handsome he was.
