"V-Vera, what is wrong?" Micah stuttered out in panic.
He rushed to the bedside in the blink of an eye and leaned down to look at the little girl's crumpled face as she cried.
Although the little girl does look very cute, and Micah was resisting the urge to coo softly at her cute little expression, it does not change the fact that he was worried about her.
Why did the little girl suddenly cry when she saw him? Did he do something wrong? But what did he do wrong? He had just arrived, after all.
Micah tried to think of all the things he had recently done when he was close to the little girl. But even after going through each and every memory with her in his mind, he does not seem to be able to pinpoint the source of her sadness.
