After gazing at his face and watching his actions for a moment, Grace closed her eyes lightly and then opened them again. She didn't say anything and just looked at him.
Her eyes were very bright and limpid, tinged with a kind of coldness. She didn't resist or struggle, her face very calm.
The surface of a lake would ripple from time to time, but her face was like a pool of still water. It was as if time had stopped...
Charlie missed her soft rosy lips so much that he lowered his head in an attempt to kiss them, but in that very instant his eyes met hers.
And then Charlie froze and stared at her eyes, as motionless as a statue. The look in her eyes was alarmingly frigid and composed, and it seemed to be tinged with faint hate. She just looked at him with liquid eyes as if she were seeing through his eyes into the deep recesses of his soul...
Right in that instant, his body began to shiver uncontrollably. Only then did he come to himself and realize what he was doing...
His Adam's apple bobbing, Charlie braced his hands against the floor on her either side, his chest heaving in and out violently, and then he slowly removed himself from her...
Drained of energy, he reclined against the chair behind him, his head down, a reflective look on his face.
At that moment, Grace sat up. All her clothes had been torn to pieces. She couldn't pick up any of them.
Charlie edged forward. Standing before her, he said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."
Grace ignored him. She just sat up as if he weren't there.
Her reaction deepened Charlie's panic.
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