Delphine was kissed by him and began to struggle violently. She had already been feeling uncomfortable earlier, having cried while watching a film tonight. Now, as memories from the past resurfaced, her heart felt sour and pained, and tears unexpectedly fell in front of him. The last trace of defiance in her bones surged to the forefront, and without thinking, she struggled even harder.
Ignatius Leclair was worried she might hurt herself, so he restrained himself and leaned back, though he still didn't let her go. That brief moment of contact, the kiss, had stirred emotions and desires he had suppressed for days, making the depths of his phoenix eyes even darker and deeper than usual.
