Both Nina and Camila's eyes widened in alarm when they saw Abigaille crying, and without hesitation, they both rushed toward her, leaving Kafka, who they didn't notice had a rather gloomy look in his eyes behind.
"Abi!" Nina exclaimed, grabbing her by the shoulders. "What's wrong?! Did we say something bad?!"
"Abi, please, talk to us! Why are you crying?" Camila, just as concerned, reached for her hand.
But to their surprise, Abigaille didn't continue crying like they thought she would and instead she let out a shaky laugh in between sniffles, her hands still wiping at the tears that wouldn't stop falling as she shook her head firmly.
"No, no, you didn't say anything wrong, you two." She reassured them, though her voice was thick with emotion. "And I'm not crying because I'm sad or anything…" She sniffled again, pressing a hand against her chest as if trying to contain the overwhelming emotions inside her.
