Chapter 58-GIF

Marilyn pov

I pulled his hand away and asked him, "Did you enjoy that?"

He didn't respond, and I didn't rush him. I just gently massaged his wrists, which were marked with redness and bruises from the ropes. After a while, I saw him shake his head slowly. Tears fell along with his emotions, landing on my heart and scalding it with a tender ache.

I continued, "Do you know what it's like when I play with people?"

Still avoiding my gaze, he faintly murmured, "Yeah."

Then I inquired further, "So, do you still think sis- was just playing with you the way she used to?"

He remained silent, tears continuing to fall like a soft patter. He wouldn't resort to acting cute or pleading; he just kept his head down, tears streaming, and my heart ached for him, but I had to be stern with him as well.