Previously:
She looks so fragile.
It's almost suffocating just to see her in this state.
She's full of buises all over her face, arms, neck...
I gulped and slightly touched her cheeks.
Just thinking about touching her makes me think that she'll break.
I pulled the blanket that was covering almost half of her body.
I don't know where to touch her. It seems like her whole body is a fragile glass that would break anytime soon. There's almost no part on her body that doesn't have any bruise.
I feel like my insides are churning in mixed emotions.
I thought that was all, but my body felt like all my blood left me when I saw a bandage slipping on the hem of her shirt.
I pulled her shirt up enough to see the bondage on her stomach.
"What—"
"It was you."
I looked behind me and I saw Cleona leaning on the wall outside the room.
The door has been left open so she can definitely see what I am doing inside.
