Sasha's Story

Arielle stood closer. Sasha wiped his face with the sleeve of his shirt. His face felt sore, and it made Sasha cry even harder.

"Shh...don't do that, you'll only hurt your face again."

Arielle grabbed Sasha's arm and hugged the boy gently. Sasha's whimper was loud enough that Lucas, who was standing guard in front of the room with a guard, looked at each other, wondering what made the child cry so loudly.

Arielle's shoulders became wet with Sasha's tears, but the girl didn't care at all. She still tried to calm Sasha, who kept crying. Ronan, who wasn't used to the whining of a child, felt uncomfortable. He almost clicked his tongue in annoyance at the deafening whimper. Even so, he didn't show his displeasure because Arielle was still there.

Both Arielle and Ronan waited for Sasha to calm down. There wasn't much they could do. Comforting a crying child was not Ronan's forte.

Sasha slowly calmed down, and Arielle helped the boy wipe his tears.