"The next day, Victoria Garcia, her sisters and Arnold Johnson returned to Metropolis by private plane.
The following day, Ava went into the operating room.
Now, six hours have passed since she left the operating table. Ava was standing alone by the window, watching the sunset casting warm light on the earth. Suddenly, she couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.
Although she made up her mind and told herself that she would never regret, when everything actually happened, she no longer existed, and the pain in Ava's heart became unbearable.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
She cried, sobbing softly.
Hands gripped her arms tightly from behind.
"Everything will be okay, Little Sister!"
"Sister!" Ava didn't know when Victoria got in, and she didn't care when she entered. At this moment, she needed some warmth.