Name of The Scent
As Leyla did her best to calm Kirstie, Kiba was bewildered.
"Why would she say created instead of born?"
He wondered while looking at crying Kirstie, hoping for an answer. Alas, she was still blaming herself for spoiling Zed's and Rebecca's relationship. She wasn't in the state to think about anything else.
"Young miss, please stop," Leyla ran her fingers through Kirstie's hair. "This isn't good for your health."
But Kirstie didn't stop.
Kiba shook his head in pity.
Since her world was restricted to the room and occasional visits to the garden, her mentality wasn't strong enough to cope with her fears and guilt, even if they were unfounded.
"Rebecca might have kept her here to protect her, but what good is it when it can't protect her from her own thoughts?"