|Eshan|
I watched how Innaya's expression changed from shock to horror. Then the horror in her eyes was replaced by disgust. I could see the anger burning in her eyes which slowly turned red.
The possibility of her being abused was something I thought suddenly. Until today, I never thought about it. But, the way she said she was afraid and had no answer 'why', made me think in another direction. There was a reason behind everything.
I could not overlook this matter thinking it to trivial.
"What is it?"
I inched close, taking hold of her face as I cupped her rather a small face in my palms. She was cold. Despite the duvet covering her body, she was very cold to touch.
My mind went blank. I was the one to ask her that question, but why suddenly had a bad feeling about it. Watching the color draining from her face, I started feeling that I shouldn't have asked her question.
