The night was getting darker and darker. After the two of them tossed and turned in the bathroom for some time, their physical strength was exhausted.
Heinz carried Grace to the bed.
Heinz carried her in his arms while studying the bruises on her initially immaculate skin. He felt a little annoyed with his own aggressiveness and insanity earlier on.
"What's with your eyes?" Grace happened to meet his annoyed eyes and thought that he was regretting his decision of touching her in the bathroom.
As a matter of fact, he was the one who had insisted on getting that done.
Seeing that he was knitting his brows and looking as if he regretted what he had done, she couldn't help but furrow her brows as well.
"I shouldn't have done it again. I seem to have been too rude to you. I've even injured you." Heinz caressed Grace's shoulder gently with his large hand. "But I'll be more regretful if I don't do that with you again. That's why I'm feeling conflicted right now."