Page 313 of His Sunshine Baby

I exchange a glance with Sylviana, standing a few steps away. She has a very faint smile, looking at us. Her eyes aren’t smiling at all. While Nate is talking to Estelle, she turns to Nora and hands her the newborn baby. Oh my gosh, Nora’s baby.

We walk up to them, and James is already making a fuss, while his mother’s attention is solely on her newborn. He’s so small…

“Nora?”

Behind us, Tiffany Pearl-Blue just came out of the house, her daughter Rose right behind her. Moon Goddess, William’s wife… From her expression, she already knows. Her eyes are red, but she looks very graceful. Nora turns to her with a sorry look, almost as if she’s about to cry, but the young woman gives her a smile.

“It’s okay, Nora. My husband is a hero. I’m already very grateful for how you are honoring him.”

I don’t know how she can hold in her emotions like that when William passed only a few hours ago, but my admiration for that woman is endless. Maybe she just doesn’t want to show her sadness in front of her daughter, but even I have a hard time not tearing up, thinking about our cousin…

Nora turns to us, with her baby in her arms. The little boy already looks just like his older brother. His eyes are deep blue, and he has hints of black hair. He’s awake, looking at Nora with big curious eyes. He’s not even a day old.

“His name is William Black,” whispers Nora, looking at him lovingly.

I chuckle. It’s perfect. She then turns to Sylviana, who is standing on the side, looking at the baby with a faint smile on.

“Sylviana, do you want to be his godmother? He wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.”

However, the witch’s expression changes into something sad. She shakes her head.

“Thank you, Nora, but… I can’t.”

“Why?”

“I’m dying,” she whispers.

It has to be a nightmare.

We are all gathered in Nora’s living room, trying to understand what the heck is going on. Liam is walking in circles like a lion trapped in a cage, while Sylviana is sitting, perfectly calm. I still don’t understand.

“It can’t be right,” says Nora, translating my thoughts exactly.

Nothing makes sense about this. Damian and Nate, standing on the side, exchange looks. The King is carrying his newborn son, which he hasn’t let go of since he came back from the hospital. Next to me, Danny keeps shaking his head, unwilling to believe it.

“Sylviana, there has to be something…”

“No, you can’t do anything, Daniel. It’s alright.”

“It’s not fucking alright!” yells Liam.

The baby starts crying, and Damian glares at him, but the youngest Black brother obviously doesn’t care much at this moment. He’s the most agitated, legitimately. He walks towards Sylviana, crazy.

“You can’t tell me to fucking watch you die, Sylviana!”

“I’m sorry,” replies the witch.

Moon Goddess. This situation makes no sense. We left the kids upstairs with Tiffany, Tonia, and Damian’s Beta and his wife for now, but the situation here is unbelievable. I take a deep breath and turn to Sylviana.

“Sylviana, if we take you to the hospital–”

“It won’t do anything, Selena. At best, it will buy me a few minutes. I don’t want to die in a cold hospital room with machines keeping me alive until they can’t. I’m fine if I can be with all of you.”

“You look fine,” whispers Nora. “How can you say you’re–”

“My organs are failing, Nora. You can’t see it, but I’m like a flower running out of sunshine and water. I’ve exhausted my magic way past what I had in that fight with Nephera. Even you can’t save me, Nora. I condemned myself already.”

“There has to be something we can do!”

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