Broken heart who knows how many times she has experienced it, broken and crying, restless and depressed but life goes on so that Airin always hides her sadness. Her crying that morning was as if it had never happened and neither Oliver and Ramon dared to talk about it.
"Why are we back in the forest again?" Oliver asked, it had been quite a while since they had been in the woods for the forest to feel strange again to hee especially since winter had arrived and the first snow had fallen last night.
With modest warm clothes, they walked through the almost snow-covered forest.
"I met a little girl in the forest a few days ago here," Airin said while trying to remember where exactly she fell at that time.
"Little girl?" Oliver asked to make sure she hadn't heard wrong.
