Rankin really can't bear to see this happen, so he said, "Are you still sad now... ? Speak out, I'll help you and make you feel a little better."
Elinor looked up with defensive sight.
Rankin knew, in previous times, Elinor's eyes are always pure no matter what emotions they held, love, hatred, fear. But now, it seemed her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, like the abyss.
"You... don't look at me like that."
Since being held out by Rankin from the school violence incident in public, Elinor has always looked like this, blank, numb, and suffering to the extreme. Rankin has never understood her. She is only 18 years old, she is so young, why... why would she seem to be much older than her peers?
Elinor didn't speak, just clenched the quilt.
"I know you're scared and... sad." Rankin stretched out his hand and patted Elinor's shoulder gently. Through this action to appease her, Elinor trusted him a little. "But Elinor, many times, if you are wronged, you have to say it, you know that?"
If you are wronged, you have to say it, you know that?
This made Elinor's expression change. She looked up at Rankin, and a layer of water mist appeared in her eyes. She always knew this truth. Children who love to cry and make trouble have sugar to eat, but... but she had a deep-rooted view, that is, she was not qualified to talk about the grievances she suffered from Victor's wrongdoing to her.
In the days when she lived with Victor for all those years, Elinor had long been domesticated by Victor. She existed for him. Elinor would not express any behavior that would make Victor feel unhappy.
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