Chapter: 2018

In her youth, Bethany had endured countless hardships to care for her ailing mother.

She had sacrificed her carefree days to study, work, and tend to her mother.

Bethany sighed. "Sometimes I wish I'd never been born, so my mother could have had a completely different life."

In her mind, she could still see the vision of her mother in her prime, a beautiful, spirited woman from whom Bethany had inherited so much of her own appearance.

“And if you hadn't been born, what would've become of me?" Jonathan held her hand, squeezing it gently.