Sophie Wilson could tell that Clarissa had just hurried over and still carried the fatigue of the journey.
Sophie wasn't sure what Clarissa wanted to say, but she still got her a drink and had her sit down first.
Clarissa's eyes were fixed on Sophie, her hands gripping the drink can tightly, her knuckles slightly whitened.
All her subtle external reactions were seen by Sophie, who knew that Clarissa's heart was also unsettled.
Sophie sat across from Clarissa and looked at her, and just one look frightened Sophie.
Clarissa, incredibly, was crying.
She was staring at Sophie with wide eyes, silent tears streaming down continuously.
This truly startled Sophie; she had never seen such a scene.
She turned around, hastily grabbing a tissue and handing it to Clarissa. "Wipe your tears first."
She had no experience with these kinds of situations!
"Sophie, you're my daughter." Clarissa grabbed Sophie's hand tightly, not wanting to let go again.
