Aliya (7)

In fact, in Shelby's fury and storming out, she conveniently blocked everyone out and did not hear the little voice that rang out after her own. As she walked along the corridors back to her quarters, a small hand slipped into hers.

The unexpected touch jolted her from her thoughts, bringing a warmth that cut through the storm of her emotions and anchored her in the moment. The anger that had consumed her suddenly began to fade, like a flame extinguished by an unexpected tranquility. She was astonished to realize that Ingrid had managed to keep up with her pace! Ingrid was panting and had a light sheen of sweat on her forehead.

Shelby paused and looked down, surprised to see a pair of expectant, worried eyes looking up at her. The child's innocent face stood in stark contrast to the turmoil she had just experienced. Her surprise softened her expression as she gently squeezed the little hand, offering silent reassurance despite her internal struggle chaos.