Kay walked silently behind Sarah, her steps light and without any unnecessary steps.
She simply followed quietly as she instinctively felt Sarah needed some time to gather her thoughts and her emotions. Once they were in a more secluded spot, Kay let her steps be heard.
Sarah turned and her face paled a bit upon seeing Kay.
"K-Kay," she stammered, quickly wiping her eyes. She berated herself for not doing so before turning, but she had been so upset and muddled-headed that she didn't think.
Kay smiled gently and took out her handkerchief, and wiped some of the streaks before handing the handkerchief to her.
Sarah took it, blinking rapidly, her mouth trembling.
"You knew?" she asked.
"I suspected," Kay answered.
"Does he know?" she asked nervously, looking up at Kay.
"No. I felt it was your secret, not mine to tell. Anyway, you never even told me so why should I say anything?"
"I'm sorry," Sarah said with a sigh.
Sarah sat down on the grass.
