Even though she had repeatedly insisted she was innocent, it didn't matter; all she had received in return was even harsher treatment.
At that moment, Rachel felt as if her heart had turned to ash.
Over the past few days, her finger joints had improved a lot thanks to a mix of medication and physical therapy.
It had been such a long time since she'd felt any pain.
But now, seeing Ralph and Celeste together, flashes of her past, when her nails were pulled out, suddenly rushed through her mind.
And then her hands… began to ache again.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands wrapped around her trembling ones. A soothing baritone whispered in her ear, "Your hands are so cold."
"It's… it's nothing. They just started hurting a little suddenly. I'll be fine in a bit," Rachel replied. Deep down, she knew the pain in her hands was more psychological than physical.
Hearing this, Jeffrey frowned slightly. He held her hands even more gently, lowering his head to breathe warmth over them.
