Hezron's heart sank upon receiving the message about his little sister's miscarriage. Rushing to the hospital, he entered the room where his family was gathered around her bed. His eyes fell on Zecher, a mix of surprise and apprehension washing over him. He quickly composed himself, burying his emotions beneath a facade of calmness and strength.
Wearing a black hoodie to discreetly conceal his baby bump, Hezron kept his hands in his pockets as he approached his sister's bedside. She was crying, her face contorted with grief and pain. Without hesitation, he gently embraced her, offering the comfort and solace she needed in that moment.
"It's okay, sis," Hezron murmured soothingly, his voice a soft whisper. "I'm here for you. Everything will be okay."
His parents and other siblings looked
