Thinking of this, the little girl's tears fell once again.
However, she still obstinately bit her lower lip, refusing to let herself make a sound.
Julissa noticed the child's breathing was different. Looking over, she discovered the child had awoken.
Julissa walked over to her, gently saying, "Are you awake?"
As soon as she asked the question, a sour sensation began creeping at her nose.
For on seeing the child, she couldn't help but remember that pitiful sight of her curled up next to the garbage bin.
The moment the little girl saw Julissa, her tears surged even more forcefully.
She couldn't help but wonder: if she were to die, would Julissa be upset?
Or rather, if Julissa knew how good she was, would she still throw her away?
If she behaved just a little bit better, would Julissa begin to like her?
In the little girl's heart, there was a fraction of anticipation, but at the same time, she didn't dare to imagine too much.
