Chapter 15

Ryeon's eyes were narrowed, forming two slender lines that mirrored the years of pain and struggle they had endured. Roseanne cherished that sight, just as she always had. Ever since he was less than a meter tall, stumbling in his steps, she adored how his eyes would disappear when he smiled, filling her with a warm and positive energy that made everything seem right in the world.

In that moment, Ryeon smiled upon seeing her, and it was as if a flicker of hope danced in those darkened eyes. He clutched her hand tightly, unwilling to let go, as if hoping that it wasn't all just a beautiful dream. "It's so good to see you awake, Mom," he approached, his voice filled with relief, but tinged with the weight of their shared past. "How did he manage to hurt you so much? I couldn't stop him, I'm so sorry," he added, his words laced with regret and self-blame.

"That doesn't matter anymore," Roseanne replied softly, tryi