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Though she shed no tears, her tearless face was even more heartbreaking than one drenched in sorrow.

In Chloe Bishop's arms, little Lily Bishop wailed with all her might, her cries raw and piercing, making the atmosphere even heavier with grief.

Mrs. Bishop had always insisted on breastfeeding. For the past two days, Lily had no breast milk—she refused the bottle and kept crying for her mother