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Subsequently, I experienced a pregnancy loss. The baby I had yearned for was no more.

During that period, I wept so intensely that I lost consciousness multiple times. Jacob, conversely, appeared unburdened. In retrospect, he likely had been hoping for this outcome from the start.

Strangely, I felt a hint of reprieve as well. Perhaps it was for the better. A child raised in a home devoid of love would have endured an intolerable existence.

The Swiss landscape was awe-inspiring, and I chose to make it my new home. After securing residency, I acquired a modest villa in the vicinity. It wasn't spacious, but it was snug and ideal for a solitary dweller.

My life here was serene yet gratifying. To enliven my home, I brought in a young cat and dog.

The kitten, with its peculiar tendency to drink from my foot bath, was dubbed Water. The puppy, fond of carrying pebbles in its mouth, was christened Pebble.