The mood suddenly turned somber as Elina began to cry, her body trembling with silent sobs. Roan placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, his expression softening as he tried to console her. She remained silent for a while, her eyes brimming with tears that she struggled to hold back.
Ivan watched her quietly, a wave of empathy washing over him. He could easily guess what had triggered her sudden breakdown. *'She must have lost someone dear in the chaos,'* Ivan thought, sighing inwardly. *'Probably her husband.'*
Irene, sensing her mother's distress, wrapped her small arms around Elina from behind, hugging her tightly. The warmth of her daughter's embrace gradually calmed Elina's sobbing, and soon the tears began to dry.
"I'm sorry for that," Elina whispered, wiping her eyes and attempting to force a smile. Her voice was shaky, revealing the strain of her emotions.
