"Rebecca, Look I am sorry I shouldn't have asked." I held her arms and turned her to me. Her gaze was lost, she seemed stressed. It seems like my words evoked some bad memories in her; her face was dismayed. She clutched my shirt and turned her head away from me. I wrapped on one hand around her back and pulled her close to me. I moved my other hand close to her face and caress it gently as I leaned in and reassured her,

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Everything will be alright." She slowly lift her dazzled gaze and met mine and asked, "Why are you trying...