Little White was stunned for a moment before she took the handkerchief and gently wiped the tear stains on her face. Her movements were so light, as if she was afraid of hurting herself. After drying her tears, she looked up at Logan, her voice carrying a slight sob: "Logan... thank you."
Logan smiled softly, his tone light and tender: "Thank me for what? Do we need to be so formal with each other?"
Little White did not speak again, just bowed her head and continued eating the food in her bowl. Her movements were still slow, but her eyes no longer held the pain and struggle as before. Logan stood beside her, quietly watching her, yet his heart wasn't completely calm. He knew that there were still many unresolved knots in Little White's heart, but he believed that as long as he continued to stay by her side, one day, she would truly leave behind the Shadows of the past.
