“A fight?” She turned her attention back to her, sadness etched onto her face. “Oh..I know what that’s like.”
The girl gave a nod. “Yeah… It’s painful, like a wound that will never heal.” She gripped her shirt over her chest, a soft smile forming on her lips. “I just need to remember the good times instead, right?”
“Ah…right. Smile because they happened, right?” She smiled a bit.