Suspecting Kira might be involved, Sabrina stopped asking and comforted Jennie with gentle pats on her back

Gradually, Jennie's sobs subsided, leaving sadness etched on her face.

Sabrina asked Tyrone to bring a warm face towel and gently wiped the little girl's face. “Jennie, do you want to see the fireworks?"

Jennie shook her head listlessly.

“Then Let's go to sleep, okay? You can sleep between Tyrone and me."

Jennie nodded.

After lying down, Jennie nestled against Sabrina, her little hands clinging tightly to Sabrina's pajamas.

Tyrone switched off the light and settled beside her.

When morning arrived, Sabrina noticed a change in Jennie's demeanor.

She didn't seem upset anymore.

Sabrina nudged Tyrone. "Could you get Jennie's clothes from Kira's room please?”

After Tyrone left the room, Sabrina helped Jennie out of her pajamas and noticed a bruise on her little arm.

Concerned, she asked, "Jennie, how did this happen?"

Jennie's brows knitted as she explained, “Grandma said she was leaving tomorrow, and I didn't want to go with her. I wanted to stay with you. Grandma got mad..."

It became clear that Kira had hurt Jennie in a moment of anger.

The bruise had faded overnight, indicating it must have been worse before.

A surge of anger coursed through Sabrina.

No matter how much Kira despised Sabrina, she remained unfazed.

But how could Kira unleash her anger on an innocent child?

Sabrina didn't know why Kira hated her so much. It was as if Sabrina had committed an unforgivable offense.