And I had tried to talk to Sana then. But sitting on a bed in a cold, bare basement room, she had been withdrawn behind a wall of grief, managing to speak barely a handful of words.

我在接下来的几天在她伯父家见到了这个女孩，她就是Sana，我尝试与她说话，但是坐在寒冷、毫无安全感的地下室里，她就像被挡在一面悲伤之墙后面，几乎说不出话来。