Seeing her pitiable state, I couldn't bear to watch her like that, and I had to hug her. Even though she was covered in Lucien's blood, I didn't care; I only saw a frightened child, trembling with fear, begging for a little help. I embraced her with all my strength, wanting to cover her and fill her with my warmth and tenderness.
"No more, Jayde. You don't have to suffer anymore. He's dead, and you're free. You're safe now; it's all over, and no one will ever hurt you again."
Hearing my words, Jayde clung to me, hugging me with all her might. Her body trembled with every sob, soaking my clothes with her tears as she buried her head in my chest. Jayde allowed her emotions to flow freely for the first time in a long while; she was washing away her pain and sorrow with her own tears. I held her tighter, letting her vent, feeling the weight of years of pain begin to release from her. Little by little, her sobs lessened until they became silent tremors.
