As long as Bonnie remembered them, the happy memories still counted, did they not?
If only it were possible, Gwen wished that she and Luke could take Bonnie and Jim's place.
She did not care whether Luke still remembered her, and if it were up to her, she would rather her existence be wiped from his memories.
She did not care whether Luke still loved her or not, and if she could choose, she would rather Luke never recall his memories of her at all.
She and Luke would be better off existing on their own, like two parallel lines that never intersected.
"Alright." Just as Gwen's thoughts had drifted off to somewhere far, far away, Luke's low voice pulled her back to reality.
He stared at her tiny face and added, "You can come up with a list tonight, and I’ll cook them for you tomorrow morning.
After that, we can go to the hospital together."
Gwen furrowed her brows upon hearing this. She could not help repeating her question again, "Why are we going to the hospital so frequently now?"
Luke furrowed his brows slightly.
Initially, he had planned to tell Gwen the truth about their doctor visits after lunch.
When faced with the expectant look on her face, however, he could not help hesitating.
He knew that if he told her the truth, that he was bringing her to the hospital to get an abortion, she would be so upset at him that she would never willingly eat the food he cooked anymore.
At the thought of this, Luke sighed, took a sip from his cup, and replied impassively," You'll know after you get to the hospital tomorrow."
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