Marissa's heart dropped at the sight. Panic surged through her as she rushed forward to scoop her daughter up into her arms.
"What are you doing here, sweetie?" Marissa asked her worriedly.
The little girl didn't even squirm or throw a tantrum. She kept staring at Nina, who still had her eyes closed but now wore a gentle smile. Tears were running down her cheeks.
Marissa carried Abi inside, where Sophie was ready to take her from her arms.
"What got into you, little one?" Sophie asked her softly.
"She never liked talking to strangers," Marissa murmured, her voice faltering, "Why did she do that? She never liked stranger people touching her."
Sophie cradled Abigail, gently stroking her hair, "Kids feel things we don't understand," she said quietly, looking outside the door, "By the way who is that boy? He is cute!"
Marissa spun around in stunned silence, remembering about the kid who accompanied her, "Georgie. Come inside, honey."
