Chapter 453: What’s a wedding party without a sprinkle of chaos?
My tears were still falling even after the voice stopped. Even though it should have been a party, a celebration, my guests surrounded me with worry. Even though I was clearly laughing in joy! Perhaps because I couldn’t stop crying for a long time, and so suddenly too.
"I’m fine, really..." I chuckled in delight; not just for hearing Shwa’s voice again after a long time, but also for how much they cared about me. "I just...I’m just really, really happy."
"Then maybe you should stop crying?" Zia took out a handkerchief and dabbed my face with it. "Gosh--you make me want to cry too!"
Among all of them, the one who was most confused was, of course, Jade. The boy saw my tears, but also felt how happy I was from our connection. He made this really confused, really adorable face; looking at me with a frown and a tilted head.
"Papa?" the little boy held my hand, asking carefully. "Why is Papa crying when Papa is happy?"
Umm...it just happened, okay? I had no idea how to explain this. "Uhh...there are all kinds of tears, Jade--"
[Jade]
We flinched. I looked at Jade, whose green eyes widened in surprise. Did he hear it too? Could it be because he was holding my hand? And then we heard a giggle, so crisp and cheerful inside our head. Jade gasped and climbed into my lap, staring at the black pendant.
"Shwa? Is that Shwa?" Jade asked joyfully, and we heard a giggle again.
"What?" Natha chimed in, getting his face close to the pendant. "Why can’t I hear anything?"
I could hear the jealousy in his voice; his face was clearly hurt because he was the only one who hadn’t heard Shwa’s voice. But...I grabbed his hand--the one with the mark--and as our marked fingers intertwined, I begged for my unborn child to speak again.