Friya didn't realize someone tapped her by the shoulder. It was Jia. "Friya, what happened to you?!"
She hunkered down to see her puffy face, and Jia saw her wet cheeks. In the middle of the seashore, she's alone. She remembered Friya's plan today and parted her lips wide. Jia let her look down, fiddled with her fingers, seeing the sand crumpled in the nook of her nails. Friya shrugged, shaking her head.
"I've said it to him. I've said everything to him." The clap of the waves overpowered her voice. But Jia got a good hearing of it. She tilted her head to one side. Sean knew everything now? And she's left alone here?
Jia wore off her jacket, draping it around Friya's shoulders. It was to keep her warm. "Let's go somewhere private. I know you wanted to talk it all out."
She helped Friya out of the damp shore. Friya crossed her arms, simultaneously wiping the tears off her face. Placing her arms around Friya, she has gone worried.
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