Lily's POV:
Yarin was cute when angry, just like other children his age, with puffed cheeks and round eyes. However, this was not a reason for me to be soft-hearted. Reporting him was equivalent to reporting me, but at least he would not be hurt.
He mumbled to himself as if shocked that I had lied to him.
This silly boy, did it mean that the people close to him would not lie to him?
"My patience is limited," I deliberately threatened him. "And you only have one chance."
Yarin thought hard for a long time and reluctantly said, "... Kara died. Because of this terrorist attack, Heller, the driver, and I were all safe. She seemed to bear all the pain and suffering for us, and she didn't even have time to hold on until the ambulance arrived…"
When he said this, he was initially sorrowful, but then it gradually carried a sense of strong hatred. He stared at a withered grass as if it was his enemy. He wanted to crush it with the soles of his shoes.
