Tabitha's POV
I didn't know the baby, but her crying made me unable to ignore it.
Thus, I rushed to the tall man and asked, "Do you need any help?"
Maybe it was just my imagination, but I could totally feel his body stiffen.
Since he had his back to me, and there was a mask on his face, I couldn't see his expression at all, making it impossible for me to confirm my guess.
"Sir, don't get me wrong," I explained kindly. "I just noticed that you're handling two kids alone, so I figured you might need some assistance."
The guy stayed silent, but the kid in the stroller wailed even louder.
All my attention was drawn to the child.
In the milky white stroller, a little baby girl dressed in a pink onesie was crying so hard that her facial features were all scrunched up, her tender little f
