CHAPTER FORTY

Sora

I hugged my knees as I stared at the ceiling singing 'Beautiful boy' but I couldn't understand why I was singing it before I touched the soft sheets I sat on.

The door opened and I remained silent as a strange man walked in. He was very familiar; scary but familiar and I was having difficulties recognizing if I have ever met him.

He knelt down in front of me and tried to touch me but I moved back immediately as I placed my hands on my legs and looked away from his eyes. Ace hates when someone touches me and I don't want him to be mad at me after forgiving me. If Ace was happy, I was happy.

"Sora look at me." He said and I shook my head. "Do you remember me?"

I shook my head again and I could hear him curse. I looked at him as his eyes stared at the scars on my exposed thighs and hands, remainders of the whip and the consequences of making Ace unhappy on my skin.

I felt ashamed and exposed as I pulled Ace's shirt down my thigh