In her memory, Ali became haggard; the light in her eyes had vanished.
She started to suffer from insomnia, often standing by the window late at night until dawn.
The guests at the inn could hear her soft sobs, but no one knew how to comfort a sister who had lost her brother.
The people in town said that I should give up… that Tom surely has… but I don't believe it! I can never give up on him!
Despair and guilt coiled around Ali's heart like venomous snakes.
She began to blame herself, thinking if she had stopped Tom from going to the Abyss, if she had gone with him…
Countless "ifs" echoed repeatedly in her mind, tormenting her to the point of distortion.
The anticipated result…
Ron, observing all of this, remained unperturbed within.
He even began to analyze Ali's behavioral patterns.
Considering what kind of psychological intervention could more effectively help her escape this pointless pain.
