Siria stared into the sky with her eyes glowing, she watched Eva sitting still, knees hugged to her chest, head buried, lost in thought. It worried Siria, but deep down, she was confident Eva would pull through—stronger, better.
Siria sighed, shaking her head in frustration. "What a mess..." She closed her eyes, recalling the last few years. "Ken, I can't and won't blame you for her lovesickness or how deeply she's changed because of you. Just… take care of her. She's a pain when it's not about you, but when it is, she's just... so damn meek."