The sky had already brightened, and the two of them finally climbed to the top of the mountain, treading on the dew.
Bella Acker turned around, finally choosing a spot facing the city to build a small grave mound for that child who they were destined never to meet.
Placing the last stone, Bella Acker squatted in front of the grave, unwilling to move.
"Baby, thank you for coming into my life and being a part of it. I hope in your next life you can be born into a good family and live a happy and fulfilled life." Bella Acker whispered, "Even though we parted before we had the chance to meet, Mom and Dad will always love you and remember you."
Plop! A teardrop fell onto the stone in front of her.
Bella Acker kept her head down, biting her lip to stop herself from sobbing aloud.
This child, who couldn't be born successfully, would forever be a regret in her heart, no matter how many years pass, she would remember.
