Jane

Abelard looks at the girl below him, looked quite desperate. Her open neckline, long beautiful hair, smooth white skin. Instantly, it makes Abelard swallow his own saliva. Some bad thoughts started to appear in Abelard’s head.

“So Miss, if you don’t mind, tell me your name first while you still have your honor.”

“Why should I? After all, it won’t change anything.”

A smile appears on Abelard’s face, his eyes sharpened as if they were going to stab Jane alive. Several cunning thoughts, one by one, appear in his mind.

“Come on, just tell me!”

Jane keeps her eyes closed. There is no movement - the slightest movement of her. Finally, Jane takes a deep breath, a drop of light flashing from her eyes passes her cheek and falls to the ground.

“Jane.”

“Heh!”

Jane could feel the firm grip on her hand loosen as the heavy weight that was pressing down on her body disappear. When Jane opens her eyes, there is a hand outstretched in front of her.

“Jane. That’s a very beautiful name. Get up!”