The next day, Lilia slowly opened her heavy eyelids. The sound of birds chirping outside the window told her that it was morning. Lilia raised her gaze and saw Jean was still sound asleep.
The man's face made Lilia think of Jean's back that was covered with terrible scars. The scars reflected the torment and abuse Jean endured 14 years ago.
When Lilia saw the scar on Jean's back last night, she could only hug the man tighter. Her fingers traced the rough scars that had damaged the surface of Jean's smooth skin. Lilia hoped she could turn back time and help the boy before these wounds were engraved on his back.
The sound of soft moaning that escaped Jean's lips jolted Lilia back from her thoughts. She held her breath and laid still, luckily the man didn't wake up. Lilia exhaled the breath she was holding earlier, then rubbed her eyes. She was still sleepy after staying up late, so she closed her eyes again.
