Gon moved closer to hug her. He could feel her body tense.
"That day was my eighteenth birthday; my dad came to my room and suddenly started feeling up my body."
"I followed every single one of his orders despite what I felt since that is how we were taught to behave since we were kids."
Gon started combing through her hair as his hug tightened. His head rested on her slender shoulder, and he could smell her body's unique aroma.
But Gon's heart clenched with pain now, as he could feel Elara was opening her old wounds by doing all this.
He could feel her wet tears on his neck. Elara then continued, her voice stuttering. "He... then stripped me, and did me... He also told me to give him a blowjob."
"Gon... Do me now, but in a way that makes me forget all those...."
Gon broke their embrace, then looked at her face, filled with tears, her eyes filled with vulnerabilities and pain.
