In the dream, he seemed to return to the past.
Sienna playfully smeared paint on his face, and he smiled indulgently before kissing her cheek.
Her ears turned red as she pushed him away. "You’re going to be a father soon. Why are you still so improper?"
He let out a low laugh, gently touching her slightly rounded belly, murmuring to himself, "Good… it was just a dream. Our child didn’t miscarry…"
Crash!
A sharp sound rang out as Nikolai woke up, realizing he had knocked over the vase on the bedside table.
He stared at his empty hand and gave a bitter smile.
Yes… just a dream.
Their child had already died because of him during that abortion procedure.
Nikolai forced himself up despite his weak body.
He went to the kitchen and made cherry pastries, Sienna’s favorite. He also went t
