Noah, however, made sure he got home every night.

He no longer forced Gwynn to sleep with him. Sometimes, he’d even sleep in the study. He was sure that he’d wear her down over time. After all, Lorian was the glue that held them together!

It didn’t hurt that he treated his son nicely. He did love that little rascal from the bottom of his heart.

Half a month later, her health deteriorated more and she started to throw up blood in the mornings.

Still, she didn't seek treatment for it. She had given up on her life.

It was evening when she sat in the yard, enjoying the evening breeze. She looked so scrawny underneath the fading light from the sky that there was a layer of fragility added to her grace.

Gladys came over and put a small blanket over her, speaking softly, “Gianna’s here again! She said she wasn’t going to leave until she saw you. I’m going to send her away right now.”

Gwynn was a little stunned. This had to be the third time she came!

She coughed intensely before s