Seraphine is thoroughly numb at that point.
She can't bear hearing all the prices that'll soon seal her doomed fate - to think that her value is only measured by those digits. No matter how big they are, she can't help but see herself as a small existence. It's all making her feel so pathetically worthless and pitifully powerless. There's not a single thing she can do - time and again.
'Why am I even born? Why do I exist? Why am I still living?' were the questions that kept filling her mind the whole time.
Perhaps, her whole existence is doomed to begin with.
And she has no choice but to give in.
"A child! There's a child up there!"
Right then, someone from the crowd shouted that all of the sudden.
