"There's nothing to regret, Little Bee. You've gone through it very well," Kara said softly.

"Then shall we get a gift, Mommy?" Louis' eyes lit up.

Kara brought her face closer to her son. "Yes, what do you want?"

Louis suddenly glanced at Emily with a crooked smile. "Lately, we keep arguing about what shape our birthday cake will be. Emily wants a pretty cake, while I want a car-shaped cake. Can each of us get one cake for this birthday?"

Frank's gaze was colored with guilt, as was Kara's. She ...