In the face of life and death, nothing is more important than cherishing the time that remains...
Jasper Reed's words lingered in Rachel Foster's mind.
Diana Foster knocked on the door and entered from outside, seeing Rachel sitting on the room's armchair, slightly dazed.
Diana knew Rachel had just spoken with Jasper on the balcony for a long time. After their conversation, Rachel stayed alone in the room.
Diana had been busy putting Jackson to bed, so she only now had the chance to check on Rachel.
"Rachel..."
Diana's voice brought Rachel back from her thoughts. "Is Jackson asleep?" Rachel asked softly.
Diana nodded, "He can read storybooks by himself now; there is no need for coaxing. He was sleeping soundly when I left."
"Hmm."
Diana noticed Rachel's pale complexion and slightly red eyes.
Diana squatted down, gently supporting Rachel. "Rachel, are you thinking about something alone in here?"
Rachel's dull eyes glanced at Diana. "There's something I need to tell you."
