"Someone has been keeping off secrets," she said—a brief pause. "Do you even care about us, child?" The mother's face was slightly crumpled with the tone of her voice quietly raising. Alena then hooked her head; the disappointment was visible.
Rovina lowered her head while silently praying for her possible future homeless circumstances.
" I didn't know what to say, Ms. Alena. I-I wasn't able to express what I thought, and that made my background very poor in your perspective. But I know I didn't do anything wrong to be pointed off like I did something on horrendous."
"I know I am not in the right place to intervene in your personal life, Rovina." Alena's eyes were sparkling from the unshed tears. Honestly, for Alena, the scene may be quite dangerous for this new girl, but she was more worried about the state of the child.
'Poor, poor child. She must have been traumatized from the scene earlier.' she muttered. Her eyes wandered around the house.
