Hannah looked at Madeline who approached her, and after a brief pause, she cried even harder now.

Madeline knelt slowly. “Don't cry.”

Through Hannah's misty and teary eyes, she saw a clean handkerchief appearing in front of her.

“Wipe your tears. Stop crying.” Madeline comforted, “If someone who cares about you knows that you’re crying so hard now, they will definitely feel distressed.”

Upon hearing Madeline's words, Hannah laughed self-mockingly and spoke slowly.

“I’ve been the apple of my