“Forgiven,” he repeated as he yanked downward on the string.
Melanie jerked forward, arching her back, as the downward motion yanked the clips from her body in rapid succession. It was as though she could feel each one of the clamps bite more fiercely into her flesh as it was yanked away. The pain that followed was worse than the bite of the clamps had been as blood rushed back to the places that had been closed off. She dropped to her knees as hot tears streamed down her cheeks, falling forward in the chains. Her flesh throbbed with the pain. She wanted nothing more than to caress and soothe her tortured body, but the chains would not allow it.
“No more lies,” he said softly as he reached down to cup her chin and draw her eyes up to meet his.
“No more lies,” she repeated softly.
“I’m
