*Tessa*“I did immediately, you yelled, " he says, trying to defend himself. It's fine, I'm sorry. You'd need to put ice on it so it can relieve you a bit.He places his hands on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.I shrug his hands off me immediately. “Fine, I'd let you touch them, maybe you'd feel better,” Knox says. I look at his face and find a weird smirk on it. Somehow, I buy into the idea of him giving me room to touch his body. My face cheers up and I say to him, “Good!”I walk over to drag the chair I use in front of my dressing mirror for him. “Sit here.” Knox sits calmly on the chair, and I lift his shirt to find many marks on his body. It feels scary to touch, but more than that, it makes me think of how much he must have seen for him to have such marks on his body. “These… Do you think you can remember every experience behind these marks?” I ask him, touching every one of them. He remains still. His breath fills the air in the room, making me wonder if he thought
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