Jeremy who was enraged enough to turn to a murderer, came to his senses as the softness enveloped him. He saw the little trembling figure, hugging him around his waist and there were glaring scratch marks on her arms and hickeys on her neck. Her dress was hanging on her waist and she was sobbing.
His heart broke as he rubbed her naked back. He didn't even hear Emma's shout.
"There, there..." he hugged her. "I'm here... you're safe, little woman." He spoke in a soothing tone.
"Yeah..." Jerlina said amidst sobs. She didnt want to cry like a baby but she couldn't help it.
She felt shame and disgust, combined with her inability to protect herself, it made her feel pathetic. But that warm hands around her back covered her shame and his soothing voice sucked out all the negative emotions she felt.
