"It's all right, okay? Nothing happened. Jaemin will handle things at school. You don't need to feel so freaked out this way," Vincent tried to console her though he didn't really know how to.
He never needed to console anyone in his life, especially not Annabelle. She is a strong and stubborn girl, to begin with. He saw her weak side once in a while but never saw her this broken. How can she not be? Because all in her 17 years of life she did was treasure her memories and feelings. They were like hidden gems for her, which she never wanted to share with anyone. But today, it was displayed to the whole world which was making her feel more miserable than ever.
"I…. I think I know now, I know who did it…," all of a sudden, her blank stare found some emotions in it, desperation and a weird restraint over her inner turmoil. As if she was holding on to something else.
"It's fine, you don't need to think so much about it right now."
