Travis Miller never expected that one day he would be scared by Abigail Hemsworth.
Just as he breached that barrier.
Abigail Hemsworth let out a scream that almost pierced his eardrums.
Afterward, there was a spasm, her face looked drained of blood, nearly translucent, frightfully pale.
"It hurts... Travis Miller, are you trying to kill me?"
Tears fell from Abigail's eyes involuntarily, flowing incessantly.
Travis Miller broke into a sweat on his forehead, biting his lip to support his body that was almost about to collapse.
Looking at her in such a nearly lifeless state, he wanted to pull away, but she furrowed her brows and called out.
"It hurts, don't move..."
Travis Miller endured it, didn't move.
He placed his hand on her forehead, leaned down to touch her, his voice suppressed and deep.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
