Derek and Serina sat in the back row of the car.
The streetlights on the road flashed past Serina's pale face continuously.
Serina was still thinking about Clara, who had lost so much blood.
Even though Serina had been naughty since childhood and often bleed from injuries, it was the first time she had seen so much blood.
Derek turned to look at Serina. Clear fingerprints were on her extremely swollen face.
He shifted his position, approached Serina, and gently embraced Serina in his arms.
"It's fine now." His husky voice was charming, giving Serina a sense of security in the darkness.
Serina sat still. After a long time, she leaned her head against Derek's shoulder.
At that time, she would rely on anyone.
Derek smiled and hugged her even tighter.
Along the way, Serina didn't say
