Third Person's POV
Vanya stood rooted to the spot as Melinda shot her a triumphant smile.
What if Cliff had feelings for her?
In the end, wouldn't he still prioritize Melinda?
Watching Cliff carry Melinda away, Vanya wasn't thinking about the onlookers' judgmental stares. Her mind drifted to a bitter what-if: if only Cliff had been this responsible toward her child in her past life, perhaps she wouldn't have lost it.
People were different, after all.
In Cliff's eyes, no matter how vile Melinda was, the child in her womb was still precious.
Vanya slowly exited the restaurant. As she reached the door, a woman's voice cut through the air, "Sir, are you alright? Let me help you up!"
Following the voice, Vanya saw a familiar figure in a semi-tilted wheelchair in a nearby corner. She fro
