Zach savored the last bite of the pastinas that Margaret had brought him, 'Madelyn had always loved the pastinas made by Rosario. Her taste is still the same.'

Outside, the snow that had stopped for a while began to fall heavily again. Big, feather-like flakes landed in profusion, covering the ground with a thick layer that sparkled with a silvery white glow.

With hope filling his voice, Zach said, "I've invested in a cancer research institute. Kai is involved, too. You'll be fine in no time. In just a few more weeks, Dalton will start talking, and he will call you Mama... Don't you want to watch our child grow up? Madelyn, don't keep me waiting for too long."

Madelyn's post-surgery scars on her head had healed, but she was still in a coma. Zach lay beside her, his body cold despite being fully clothed. He shut his eyes, taking in the scent of her skin. He thought perhaps this was the only way he could find some semblance of peace.

Zach had never felt such torment. He had managed t