Delan Sparrow was diligently searching through each nearby island with Loretta. Yet, Triangle Bay alone had thousands of varying sized islands. Even if they searched till the Monkey Year and Horse Month, they still couldn't fully cover them all.
Loretta's initial full confidence gradually turned into disappointment. She thought, perhaps her sister was truly no longer in this world.
A tissue was handed over from her side, Loretta looked up.
The man's face bore a one-inch long scar that was quite terrifying, his eyes unnaturally averted.
"Crying too much can lead to conjunctivitis; I'm sure your sister wouldn't want to see you this heartbroken over her."
"What do you know?"
Loretta snatched the tissue, wiping her tears while grumbling.
"Of course I know." He spoke seriously, fixated on the sea. "I understand your feelings, but after crying, life has to move on. I'm sure your sister in Heaven, wouldn't want to see you in distress."