"Ava..." Hannah chased after her, reached out to catch the unconscious Ava, and hugged her while crying, equally heartbroken. The little boy who used to jump around behind her would never be around to call her again...
Looking at the unchanged flowing river, Franklin no longer had the courage to turn around. With hatred piercing his back, he dared not face it. What did he do? Except making her feel at loss and in pain, what could he bring to her? He couldn't even save her only relative.
Yasmin had been taken away by the police. Hannah held Ava and kept asking them to search and rescue. Maybe there was still hope, it was just a matter of being carried away by the water current. He could still survive it.
"Hannah!" Edgar didn't know how to comfort her. When he looked up and saw Franklin standing motionless like a statue, he didn't know how to start talking.
"Franklin, if possible, I hope you don't come near Ava. I beg of you."
