Ben grasped Jamie’s shoulders firmly. “I heard the conversation you had with Winnie. Jamie, she wanted you to live well. She wanted us to move forward.”
Ben wasn’t denying his own responsibility, but they had already reached this point, and looking forward was their only option. Winnie had been laid to rest with dignity, but her memory still weighed heavily on Jamie.
“Yes, you’re right,” Jamie said, her voice trembling. “But how can I let go? Every time I think of Winnie, I think of how you intentionally got close to her. I know I can’t blame you, but I can’t forget it. Because in the end, it all comes back to me.”
“Winnie is gone, Jamie. We can’t bring her back,” Ben said softly, his voice steady but piercing. “But what about Charlie? Are you willing to let him grow up in an incomplete family? Is that what you want for him?”
Each word landed heavily in Jamie’s heart. She couldn’t forget Winnie’s final call, how she had used her last bit of strength to ask Jamie to be with Ben and to give Charlie a complete family.
Taking a deep breath, Jamie finally spoke. “I think Charlie is fine staying with you. No matter what happens between us, you’re still his father, and I’m still his mother. That will never change.”
Her words were true, but the emotional distance between them remained.
Ben understood that Jamie needed time. With no one standing in their way now, he was determined to help her heal and rebuild their family.
“Rest for now. If you don’t want to see me, I’ll leave,” Ben said, his voice hoarse with emotion. “But don’t put all of this on yourself. If anyone is to blame, it’s me. I was the one who approached Winnie and gave her false hope.”
Jamie bit her lip, her voice soft. “Let’s not argue about blame anymore. I need to see Charlie tomorrow morning.”
Jamie couldn’t leave Charlie alone in the hospital. As his mother, she felt a strong responsibility to be there for him.
“I was so wrong,” Mrs. Lucas murmured, shaking her head. “If I could go back, I’d slap myself for what I did.”
Ben nodded, choosing not to comment further.
*
Meanwhile, in a distant overseas hospital room, a figure lay motionless on a bed, her entire body wrapped in bandages. It was impossible to discern her gender, and she couldn’t move a muscle.
Only her eyes shifted, scanning the room.
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