Kyla was half asleep when she heard Edward come to the door to apologize, blinking a few times before getting up and moving to the door with her toy still clutched to her chest. Kyla opened it just enough to be able to look up to Edward "Y-you mean it?" She asked him in a small trembling voice. Unlike before Kyla was looking so weak and fragile, eyes red from crying and the toy clutched to her chest made her look like a lost child, the sight would have been heat breaking to anyone who knew her more rougher side. Th girl looked like she was about to cry again, anything could set her off if not careful. She hadn't cried for so long and all of a sudden everything she had bottled up inside just came bursting out.