Chapter 63 Eating His Lollipop

• Disregarding the fact that I cried, I was still writhing in Christopher's arms. He hugged me, telling me not to be afraid and saying that he was by my side. I replied that I was still scared, then pressed into his embrace and bit his arm. Nevertheless, he did not make a sound. After the injection, he then patted my back and said comfortingly, “It's over. Don't be afraid. I'm here with you.”
• How embarrassing. As a woman in her twenties, I was afraid of injections. What kind of situation was that? I replied stiffly, “I said I'm not.”
• Yet, I could not help but look at his arm, which had the sleeve rolled up. As soon as I saw the row of teeth marks, I wanted to hide. Judging by the depth of the prints and the fact that they still had not faded, I had bitten him very hard.