Belly Wescott was in a panic at this time. She didn't understand what was happening before her. Why was the child she had once treated so heartlessly calling her "mom" over and over again?
Why did his words sound so sincere? Belly Wescott began to doubt herself. Could she have been wrong?
But Belly Wescott had received too much injustice here, too many cold stares. So she knew, even if Dylan Flack had really come here to see her out of sincerity, what of it then?
He was just a child, what comfort could he possibly bring her? Could he rescue her from this place? No, he was just a child, he couldn't do anything.
"Heh, you keep saying you miss me, but so what? Can your missing me get me out of here? You can't do anything, so why did you come to see me? Is it to gloat over my misfortune as I sit here in despair?"
