The rain continued, and Daisy Zane gradually fell asleep in Kevin Clark's embrace.
Listening to her steady breathing, Kevin stroked her head with one hand and gently patted her back with the other.
He watched the rain dripping from the eaves, piecing together the little girl's past life based on what he now knew.
If only he had met her earlier, much earlier.
Before Jack Amos died, or before Daisy Zane died, or if she had met him instead of Edward Kirsten. Maybe then he could have protected her.
To let her live a lifetime of happiness, worry-free, and willful.
Without hate, without guilt...
After sitting on the folding bed for a while, Kevin carried her back to the bed.
As he lay her down, Daisy Zane opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Sleep," Kevin whispered softly.
Daisy looked confused in her eyes. After staring at him for a moment, she murmured vaguely, "Brother Arthur..."
"Hmm?" The voice was too soft and unclear, so Kevin didn't hear her well, "What?"
