Helle froze. She couldn't feel a thing when she saw Leah's expression. Tears swamped her eyes, yet not a single word had been let out. Her body was frozen and quivering, and the anguish so certain in those lines formed on her face.
Just next to her, Harvey was about to grab her leg and had maliciously taken off his shirt and pants. The state of third-degree surprise was stamped on his face as he immediately strayed away from Leah. His head still held up and not an etch of wrongdoing.
"you..." Helle's breath rose. Her fingers turned into a fist, and although her vision continued to get blurry, she stepped on what felt like a rug. "You... what are you doing to Leah? Huh? Aren't you…Aren't you her adopted... family? Huh? Don't you? No shame?"