Bella’s words "believe" dispelled all the gaps that emerged before.
Dora covered her mouth and cried desperately.
Bella walked to her side worriedly, patted her shoulder, said softly, "Dora, don't cry, it’s fine. Everything will be okay."
Dora was not the kind of girl who loved crying. She was usually an outgoing woman, free and casual like a boy. But for the past two days, she kept crying.
Yesterday she thought that Carl was dead, she was crying, and today she was still crying because of Bella’s trust.
Because she didn’t cry often, which made Bella even sadder to see her tears.
Dora tightly held Bella, buried her head which was wrapped in gauze on Bella’s belly, and burst into tears, like a child who suffered a lot.
"Bella, I do know that you hid the death of Carl because you worri
