After their passionate encounter, Trenton Smith withdrew.
Besides the scent of lingering lust in the air, there was also a faint smell of blood.
He lowered his head and looked down at Norris Moore beneath him.
She was crying pitifully, her small face covered in tears.
Out of control.
He slightly furrowed his brow as Norris had already gotten off the sink and pushed him away, heading out of the bathroom.
As she stepped out, she staggered a bit. Trenton reached out and grabbed her arm, but Norris grabbed his hand and said, "Let go."
Her voice was choked with sobs.
Trenton spoke softly, "You're hurt, let me see."
With force, Norris shook off his hand. Her body swayed violently and she nearly fell, but eventually steadied herself and continued wobbling out.
Trenton followed her, watching as she walked a few steps before crouching down, hugging her legs, and bursting into tears.
This was the first time he had seen her cry like this.
