Tang Fei turned around in her seat, gazing at Qingqing, no, Aryana's—tear-streaked face.
The girl was shivering, her knuckles were turning white as she clung to the rabbit and to Minghao's small, protective embrace.
"It's okay, you are not going back there until you decide to, I promise you." Tang Fei whispered her voice firm but kind. "You are staying with us, little one. You are safe now. And we will make sure no one finds you unless you want them to."
Aryana looked up, eyes glassy with disbelief, then slowly nodded, barely perceptible, but it was enough to show her reaction. The trust had been broken once, but maybe… just maybe, it could be rebuilt.
For her not wanting to go back shows something must have happened with her family members, they could be the first ones who had betrayed and caused her pain the most. There was nothing more painful than your family betraying you.
