Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 1518:

Watching Kallie settle into a relaxed ease, Linsey wasn’t sure how to feel. But then again, she had long gotten used to this. Watching her friend thrive and live a happy life, she was happy for her.

As they left Linsey’s house, the lighthearted mood subtly shifted. The lingering joy in Kallie’s expression dimmed, a faint crease forming between her brows.

Elma, ever observant, peered up at her mother. “Mom, are you thinking about Caitlin?”

Kallie glanced down, mildly surprised. With a playful smirk, she ruffled Elma’s hair. “You’ve developed mind-reading powers now?”

Elma blinked in wonder. “Not really. But every time someone mentions Caitlin, you look like this, so I guessed.”

She hesitated and then added, “If you miss her, why don’t we go see her? I haven’t met her these days, and I miss her too.”

Kallie exhaled, smoothing a hand over her head. “It’s complicated, sweetheart. The adult world isn’t as simple as you think. You’ll understand when you’re older.”

But Elma didn’t take her words as mere placation. She nodded, absorbing them, though she only half understood. After a brief pause, she spoke again, a little more seriously. “You’re right. You’ve told me before—some things can only be grasped when we grow up. But suddenly, I don’t want to grow up so fast.”noveldrama

Kallie raised a brow, amused. “Didn’t you say just last week that you couldn’t wait to be a grown-up?”

Flushing slightly, Elma threw her arms around Kallie’s waist. “Well… kids change their minds all the time, right? Right now, I just love being little—because I get to be with you, Dad, and my siblings. It feels nice.”

Kallie softened, brushing a stray curl from Elma’s face. “Even when you grow up, you still have us. Love doesn’t fade with age or time.”

Elma bit her lip. “But… I read in a book that everyone dies eventually. The older ones go first. Mom, if I could keep you and my siblings with me forever, I’d rather never grow up.”

The raw honesty of her words struck Kallie silent. Though she’d never shied away from such topics with her children, she hadn’t realized Elma had been thinking about these heavier truths.

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Elma might not have the razor-sharp brightness of Calvin and Sophie, but she was every bit as thoughtful—a little girl whose heart often wandered where others couldn’t see.

Kallie knelt, drawing Elma into a tight embrace, her voice soft and soothing. “Oh, my love… That’s why we need to cherish every moment.”

Caitlin fluttered her eyes open, and the blurred haze of sleep gave way to the unmistakable silhouette of Clayton at her bedside. Her vision sharpened, and tears welled up, brimming with a sorrow too heavy to bear.

But she didn’t break down uncontrollably. Instead, she pressed her lower lip between her teeth, the soft tremor of it betraying her as warm tears slipped silently down her cheeks.

Each crystalline drop seemed to twist an invisible knife in Clayton’s chest. He drew in a breath, relief mingling with the ache in his heart. “Caitlin, you’re awake. That’s… that’s wonderful. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need anything?”

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