Rayah just sits there awkardly, looking down at her baby girl as she sighs. I glance at her and sigh as well, "Atleast Jae is okay. You wont have to raise them alone."
She glances up at me as well, "We don't know if he's okay..."
"He will be," I interupt, "I promise."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!