Olivia was looking forward to the prenatal check-up tomorrow. She was anxious and concerned about this pregnancy.

She could finally see how her babies were doing in her womb, so how could she not be excited?

She walked to Jeff's room like she always did. He had been in a coma for three months. It didn't look like he was going to regain consciousness. It was like he was compromising. His body stayed to accompany her, but his spirit had wandered elsewhere.

Olivia could still feel the bond between them as long as he was still alive. And she wouldn't be an orphan. She cleaned Jeff's body and read a book out loud. Then, she began to talk to Jeff.

"Dad, I'll know the babies' gender tomorrow. Please wake up. I want you to witness every moment of happiness with me.

"The babies will be born in a few months. I've kept the toys you made with care. I'm sure the kids will love them when I give them the toys."

She said many things and looked at the machine on the side. All the numbers were