Lucas extended his hand to gently caress Luna's face, wiping away the tears that flowed and dampened her cheeks. At this moment, Lucas had no idea how to breathe properly; his chest felt tight and painful as he looked at the sorrow on his wife's face.

"Tell me, Lucas, is it true that I can't have a child?" Luna's words struck Lucas once again, and he immediately shook his head, denying every word Luna had just spoken.

"That's not true. One day, we'll have a happy family – you, me, and our children. Children who will look just like you, and some who will look just like me. They'll fill...