In the latter half of the night, Jasmine Yale fell asleep.
Butler Santana sat anxiously, not daring to leave her side even for a moment. It was only when she saw Jasmine asleep that she relaxed a bit.
The stomach pain mustn't come back.
Despite this, Butler Santana was still cautious and sat on the sofa, only daring to take a nap.
Sometimes when she got too sleepy, she would stand up and walk around to stave off drowsiness.
The night was too long.
This particular night might have been the longest Butler Santana ever endured, as she kept hoping for the night to pass quickly, so it would be day.
Once the day was over, and after a good sleep, Jasmine would get better, and the baby would be out of danger.
But wishful thinking aside, the sky refused to brighten.
The weather forecast said it would be cloudy today, such weather discomforts many.
Butler Santana sighed, sitting on the sofa silently.
Her lonely figure melded into the light, appearing forlorn and isolated.
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