Emma was still staring at Poppy. Then she poured the juice into a glass and gave it to her, "Here. Have a drink to calm down. I know it feels terrible to recall it. But we did care about you, Poppy. We couldn't think of a better way to help you."
Poppy took the glass. She smiled faintly at Emma with tears in her eyes, "I should be the one thanking you guys. Please forgive my unstable emotions."
"You can't blame the unstable emotions that trauma has done on you, Poppy. Trauma is a monster that only you can see it. Therefore, don't hate yourself for the fear you experienced. It's rare for someone with trauma to fully recover." Rachel said while rubbing the back of Poppy who was sitting beside her.
"Rachel's right. Of course, you can cry all you want, Pops. But can I continue this?" Kathy gave an awkward faint smile.
Emma sighed harshly, "Okay, Kathy. I'll tell you that. Rachel and I formed a group to beat the gangsters. That's the point."
