"Do you know her?" I asked in surprise, grabbing Zoe's shoulders. "Who is she?"
The other girls also looked on curiously, but Zoe wore a troubled expression and said softly, "I only saw her on the yacht, but I never spoke to her. I don't know her name."
Disappointed, I let go of Zoe and saw the guilty look in her eyes. Quickly, I put on a reassuring smile and patted her head. "It's okay. No matter who this girl was before, she's just a survivor now. If we can save her life, we're doing a good deed."
I turned to everyone and said solemnly, "Let's treat her first. When she wakes up, we can ask her what happened."
The girls agreed with my plan. However, things didn't go as we had hoped. Crescent's injuries were too severe. Despite our best efforts with the limited medicine we had,
