Unknowingly last night's tears that still remained, flowed. Caused a second sorrow. Monna who couldn't hold it in looked away.
Didn't want to look more embarrassing than last night by crying in front of a man. As if she was trying to get his attention.
Belhart then leaned over. Pulled Monna's chin not to look away.
"Is there anything that hurts and you want to let it go?" Belhart asked with a warmth that Monna never expected Belhart to say.
Monna, who was not used to it, deflected it.
"Get out of the way,"
Tried to avoid being caught red-handed.
"I can still accommodate it if you want. So don't turn your face away. Show it all and you don't have to hide anything."
Monna's face instantly heated up and she was embarrassed.
Oh no. Did she have to continue to look weak when she faced Belhart?
"I am doing fine. So there's no need to worry."
