For a moment, he could hear a very faint sob and Meera immediately tried to retreat from him, but Dalton was faster, as he wrapped his arms around her body and pressed her head gently against his chest.
"What… what are you doing…?" Her voice sounded frustrated and fear laced in her tone.
"I am sorry," Dalton whispered to her ear, as he tightened his arms around her body, locked her in this warm embrace. "I am sorry for what he had done to you."
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"What… what are you doing…?" Meera's voice sounded frustrated and fear laced in her tone. She tried to wriggle her body out of his wrapped arms, but it was to no avail, since he was too strong for her, even though he had not yet fully recovered. "Let me go, Dalton."
