"Sis..."
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you... see, he still cares about you. Even when he has to leave, he remembers to tell you."
Becca leaned against the corridor, sighed softly, "Sis, I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling..."
"What bad feeling?"
Becca's eyes dimmed as she lowered her gaze, "I feel like it's over between him and me."
"Nonsense... don't think like that, didn't things go well last night?"
"But..."
Christine gently held Becca's shoulders in comfort, "I think there's still a long future ahead for you two. I even dreamed last night that you and Howard had another child!"
A child...
Those words pierced Becca's heart like a needle.
"What's wrong?"
Becca shook her head and smiled faintly, "Nothing." She didn't want her sister to worry, so she never told her sister about her infertility after the miscarriage.
"My dreams usually come true..."
"Mm..."
Howard stood firm in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window.
