Chapter 150 Progress (Ii)

• Tears brimmed to her eyes, and he pulled her in for a hug. “They are dead. All of them.” Except Dmitri. He suffered daily. Her tears soaked his chest, or maybe it was the water. He sat and pulled her into his lap. “You’re safe now with me, Milyy.”
• Her eyes raised, wet with tears they tore at his heartstrings. “I’ll take care of you.”
• True to his words, he cleaned her up. She didn’t volunteer to return the favour after he washed her up. But he didn’t care. She was letting him touch her, a privilege he never thought he would enjoy again. He finished up, and she fisted her hair softly.