The photo was enlarged on the screen. Even with mosaics, I could tell that it was my daughter!

Mia!

I blacked out and fell on the platform.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the time when Ms. Dale blocked the door with her daughter and grandson.

Mia in my arms was warm and soft.

But when she heard Ms. Dale's voice, she straightened up and resisted my hug.

"Mrs. Jones, Mia's hungry. She only wants me to feed her. Let me in!"

Ms. Dale heard Mia's cry outside the door.

At this time, the sound of the lock opening could be heard.

My husband, Frank Jones, is home from work.

"Stella, there are many empty rooms at home. It's okay for them to stay for a few days."

As soon as the door was opened, Ms. Dale couldn't wait to come in with her daughter.

"Bonnie, this is Mr. and Mrs. Jones. Say hello!"

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Jones."

Bonnie changed her previous appearance outside the door and looked timidly at Frank.

"I want to drink milk!"

When the boy in her arms saw the bottle in my hand, his eyes lit up and he snatched it from me. Then, he greedily sucked on it.

Mia's milk was snatched away and she burst into tears.

"Mia, don't cry. Andy is naughty! Let's naughty make a fresh bottle of milk for you..."

Ms. Dale snatched Mia from my arms in a hurry and coaxed her gently.

After a while, Mia fell asleep peacefully.

I sat in my room, sulking.

I had been reborn but allowed this old woman to barge in with her daughter again.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Frank closed the door and hugged me from behind.

"Why did you promise them? They will bring us trouble!"

"Forget it. You can't ask for a leave of absence during the Christmas. Mia relies on Ms. Dale..."

Small kisses landed on the side of my face.

I pushed Frank away and looked at him.

"What's the smell on your body?"

It was a mixture of inferior perfume and second-hand cigarettes.

Frank lowered his head and sniffed his sleeves. "This is the dinner party. There are about 20 or 30 people in the private room. I'm going to take a shower."

I recalled the scene just now.

Frank played with Mia for a while and then played with Ms. Dale's grandson.

He had a good chat with Bonnie.

Bonnie's eyes were so eager that she didn't look like a woman who had just divorced.

Before I was reborn, I knew nothing about what happened next after Mia's death.

I hoped I was not overthinking things.