"And I also feel that losing this child, if it can ensure everyone's safety, then we don't have to feel sad... We should think from another angle, this fetus saved Bastian, Four, and the Yancey Family. His (or her) sacrifice is worth it, especially since... he (or she) shouldn't have come into this world, so we shouldn't insist too much..."
Liam Yancey paused, tightened his grip on her waist, his dark eyes deep, and lowered his head to ask softly on top of hers, his voice hoarse, "I understand..."
Hearing this, Tara Summer tightened her arms around his neck and pressed a light kiss on his chest through his shirt with her red lips.
After that, neither of them spoke, holding each other tightly.
The man's large hand rested on her still flat stomach, gently stroking, and though Tara Summer was smiling, his actions suddenly made her very sad.
