"Who do you think would just take a baby out and abandon him like that?" Grace Winslow asked, sitting in Archer Rhys's hospital room. She peeled an apple for him as her curiosity got the better of her.
Archer Rhys couldn't help but chuckle. "You're really that curious, huh?"
"If you really want to know, you'll find out when we find his family. There's no point in thinking so much about it now."
Grace Winslow pouted. "I'm just curious. Oh, by the way, the baby's been recovering well the last couple of days. The New Year is almost here, and my mom was thinking... if we can't find his family for the time being, we should take him home with us. He has nowhere else to go, and if we don't take him, he'll just be sent to an orphanage. He's so little. I'm afraid he'll just get sick again if he goes there."
"It's up to you. If you like him, you could even adopt him later," Archer Rhys said, having no objection.
