Willow thought momentarily and then said, "Maybe I didn't express myself clearly. My goal isn't to suddenly become a normal person who can talk to everyone."

She emphasized, "My goal is to have one more person I can talk to."

I realized I had misunderstood. "I understand now."

As I spoke, I helped her get dressed.

Willow took my hand, and we went downstairs.

A rich and nutritious breakfast had been prepared by the chef.

While eating her meal, Willow looked around the room. When it was time for milk, she walked up to Richard, wanting to speak with him. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but unfortunately, she still couldn't say anything. Willow thought that perhaps she simply didn't want to talk to Richard, so she moved to someone else.

Others watched her in confusion.

What was she doing?

After trying with everyone, Willow returned to her seat and sighed. "Why can't I talk to anyone?"

She couldn't understand.

Talking to Annalise and Zane was fine. It didn't affect her at all. But why couldn't she do it when it came to others?

Upon hearing her words, Zane understood what Willow had been trying to do. He chuckled. "No need to rush, Willow. You need to believe in yourself. You'll definitely succeed one day." Willow nodded seriously. "Okay."

I had finished my meal and smiled as I gently rubbed her head. "Relax. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Willow didn't know why, but when she heard Zane, she felt calm and at ease. But whenever she heard me speak, she inexplicably felt a sense of grievance.

Seeing her dejected face, I hugged her tightly. "Willow, you need to know that no matter what, Mommy will always love you."Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Willow asked softly, "What if I never get better?"

"You will always be my daughter." I gently patted her back. "I will always love you."

Willow's mood finally lifted a little. "Okay."

After dropping Willow off at kindergarten, she seemed to be in a good mood. She waved at us while walking away.

I waved at her, too.

A little girl walked up to Willow and started talking to her. Willow paused for a moment, then nodded.

I didn't know what the little girl said, but Willow shook her head in response.

I looked at Zane in surprise. "Does this mean she made a friend?"

Zane seemed just as surprised. "Let's ask her when she comes home."

I fastened my seatbelt, still a bit incredulous. "Do you know? Last night and this morning, she was practicing talking to others in front of the mirror." Zane spoke with tenderness, "She really wants to improve."

I spoke with determination, "She's working so hard. She will definitely succeed."

Zane agreed, "She will."

I gazed out the window. The sunlight was beautiful.

The scenery flashed by as we went.

...

Sasha's mind was full of Annalise. She hadn't slept all night, and in the end, she called Rowena to ask, "Do you have Annalise's contact?"

"Why?" Rowena asked. "Are you planning to find her? I'm telling you. Zane doesn't like her at all. You don't need to waste any more time on this."

Sasha no longer cared who Zane liked. "Stop changing the subject. Just answer me. Do you have it or not?"

There was a long silence from Rowena.

Sasha thought Rowena didn't want to tell her and was about to hang up the phone.

Then, Rowena spoke, "No."

As soon as the words fell, she heard the busy signal on the line.

Sasha threw the phone aside and lay on the bed, but she still couldn't fall asleep. She could only force herself to ignore her drowsiness and took a taxi to Huxham Corporation.