Irreplaceable Warmth

Clara carried the soup that she had spent a few hours making and went downstairs.

Before she left the inpatient department, she saw a little boy staring at her from a short distance away.

The little boy was wearing a mask and a hat, revealing only a pair of slightly red eyes. His figure seemed to be shrouded in sadness.

Clara was stunned for a moment and her heart suddenly ached. For some reason,