"Ethan, you couldn't bear to see Mommy suffer anymore, so you came back to me, right? Thank you, thank you for being willing to come back to Mommy's side…"
Upon closer inspection, his eyebrows really do resemble his father's, while his profile is more like hers, so delicate and beautiful but not immediately identifiable as a girl's, because he has a pair of eyes as resolute and imposing as his father's.
Charlotte Green stayed in her son's room for a very, very long time, until she realized her legs were getting numb and she reluctantly decided to walk around outside of the room.
The house felt somewhat empty but not unfamiliar to her, because it was decorated almost exactly the same as their house back home, the one where she once harbored fantasies of a family.
Only the wall sconces along the journey through the house were operational, as it was deep into the night, and the house shouldn't be too bright.
