The willow was a tree that stretched to the heavens while staying rooted in place, and its branches also connected the sky with the ground.

Willow's name was quite special, and it was quite rare these days.

Olivia explained, "Willow is born mute."

Perhaps because they were both physically lacking, with Sean's failing legs and Willow unable to speak, Sean easily resonated with her.

"She's still so young." Sean's gaze was filled with compassion as he looked at Willow.

After all, she was such a young child, but she had never spoken a word.

Willow smiled at him. She couldn't speak, but her gaze was radiant and gentle. She didn't look miserable at all.

She signed something. Sean couldn't understand, so he looked at Olivia.

Olivia explained, "Willow said that even though she can't speak, she feels happy because she has her family who loves her."

"Family…" Sean murmured as if he was thinking of something.

Olivia took a step forward.

"You look very tired, Mr. Sean. You probably ha