"Seeing Harris so happy and healthy now, I'm really grateful to the heavens..."
With deep emotion, Tara Summer spoke into the microphone, her voice revealing her emotional fluctuations. She likely already had tears in her eyes, "And you, Emma, I'm grateful the heavens didn't abandon you, allowing your dreams to come true! Next time, when you come to Night City, you can bring your own baby and won't need to envy others anymore!..."
Emma Benson held her phone silently, leaning against the headboard, her eyes red, twinkling with crystalline tears.
Ever since learning about her pregnancy, she often became sentimental, constantly telling herself not to cry anymore, but couldn't help it, only trying her best to prevent the tears from falling.
"Emma, don't cry. Crying too much will make the baby not pretty. You wouldn't want the baby to turn into an ugly duckling, right?" Hearing her sniffle, Tara Summer joked.
