Feeling like telling him

At the hospital, Maelie had just finished nursing her baby, and now they were both asleep again, so she shifted her gaze to Jane, who looked so tired, almost sleepy, while her children were already asleep on the couch, and her uncle was out to buy food.

"Aunt Jane, you can go home to rest, I'll ask Amanda to pick you up," she said.

"If I'm just going to sleep at your house while you're here, then what's the point of us coming?" Jane asked with a faint smile, then looked at the sleeping babies in the large crib for twins. "I'll be happy here continuously. I want to see them all the time... They're so cute, perfect..."

Maelie just smiled, happy that her aunt could come to respond to the birth of her twins.

"Mae..." Jane looked at Maelie again. "Are you sure you'll never tell Erland about this?"

"No..." Maelie whispered, shaking her head and looking down at the wedding ring that she never took off. "I know he's fine now, and maybe he's already thought that I'm dead... So, there's no need