Tristan turned on the bedside lamp, illuminating Nova's face, glistening with tears she bravely tried to hold back. Her small nose was red, sniffing intermittently.

"Nova, did anything happen today?" Tristan knew she rarely got so distressed without cause.

Nova said Through her sobs, "Tristan, am I just unlucky?"

Her tearful eyes made her look like a wounded little rabbit, which tugged at Tristan's heartstrings.

"Who told you that? You're very lucky, Nova," Tristan ...