Meeting Elliot Sheridan was the luckiest thing that had ever happened to her.
Her only regret was, "If I had been a little more careful back then and hadn't fought with you, I could have given you a child!"
She was afraid of having failed to give him a child.
"Silly girl, you're still like a child yourself. How could you take care of a baby?" After hearing her, Elliot reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, gently stroking her face.
The softer his voice, the harder Georgia Thorne cried.
Seeing the two of them so deeply in love, Joanne Donovan's eyes turned red with jealousy. She snatched a gun from a person nearby and aimed it at Georgia Thorne.
"I'll count to three. Don't blame me for what happens next!" Joanne Donovan was past caring about anything. She cocked the hammer.
'Since Elliot won't be with me anyway, life has no meaning. I have nothing now, so what does it matter if I live or die!'
