23. Sincere Concern

"Wait. You haven't explained why you helped me? I know you hate me. Why don't you just let me die?” Frank inquired in a small voice.

Kara was silent for a moment. The, little by little, her lips curved sadly.

“I was once abandoned when I fell into a very deep abyss. No one wanted to give me a rope. I was forced to endure darkness and fear alone, until I finally crawled out of there myself.”

Frank swallowed hard. His throat suddenly became dry and his chest became tight. It was as if he could see Kara's wounds through those dim eyes. Occasionally, he felt that there was hatred in it.

"Therefore, please don't accuse me of all kinds of things. I will not ask for payment. I just don't want anyone else to feel the same misery. It is very painful."

Averting her gaze, Kara hugged herself. She was afraid that her voice would become hoarse if she said more.

“Now excuse me. I have other business."

"Wait!"

Kara's steps stopped again. However, she didn't turn around. She worried that Fran