Chapter 5
Ah.
I see.
You lived like this...
All the memories were of torture and abuse... Torture infringed on her by Paul...
On some, I could hear her begging for mercy... With her own voice. However, it was a childlike voice... She once could talk.
Sigh... I’m crying...
Fortunately, the son of a b*tch had me grabbed by the back of my neck and was forcing my face into the water. At the very least, He won’t be aware of my tears and pain.
Some water entered my lungs. He lifted my head, I gasped for air and coughed water with difficulty over my hardened expression.
With his other hand, Paul grabbed my face, squeezing it and turning it so he could look at it. Now, his expression was calm, and his eyes looked at me with some kind of affection, pity, longing...
’Crazy...’
He stared at me for what I thought was an eternity. He leaned his face closer to me. Grazing his pointy nose on my cheek like caressing it. He kissed it, pressing his lips with force against my cheek and letting out a long breath from his nose.
Now it was I who froze the body because of his actions.