It made all the difference in the world if Matteo had a different opinion about her scars. And in this moment, even if he did not want to see her again, she would bare herself to him, and show him every part of her that he wished to explore. When she had satisfied her curiosity, she turned slowly, revealing the short scabs and some type of whip marks that adorned the delicate skin of her back.
Anger replaced his earlier mood, igniting a probing curiosity for the likely ways that she came about numerous wounds. They spread out over her skin, spanning over her shoulders, the middle of her back, and just above her bum. He wanted to ask questions, but he knew better than to do that when she was in her most vulnerable state.
