LUTHER

"Take care of them outside," I said to Carlos, and went back inside. It would definitely be awkward if I were to leave. I saw Ruby squatting down, touching the crushed flowers, and she was crying.

I couldn't bear to see this girl in tears when I approached, reaching out my hand to her. She just sobbed softly, wiping her tears away. She didn't take my hand. Her sadness shows how deeply she is tormented by a wound she cannot express.

"You…you're not leaving?" she asked, surprised. ...