Bella took a deep breath, looking down. "I'm sorry," she said softly, the words sending a jolt through her. She hated death and always living in fear of it. She wasn't sure what to say, whether to try to console the strange woman, or just leave her to her grief.
"Can I, er, do anything?" she asked. She wanted to help if she could. No one should have to feel the pain of losing someone, especially through violence, as this sounded like.