Beverly was definitely putting on an act, playing the damsel in distress.
She knew Elroy had a soft spot for vulnerability and wouldn't respond well to toughness.
"Elroy, I'm suddenly feeling a bit scared," she said, her voice trembling with feigned helplessness.
The moment her pitiful tone reached his ears, Elroy couldn't take it anymore.
He sat down, his hand awkwardly stretching out toward her before pulling back again. Pretending to be annoyed, he grabbed a tissue from the side table and wiped her tears away.
His voice was cold. "Aren't you supposed to be fearless?"
Beverly looked utterly pitiful, her eyes and nose red from crying, giving her a strange, fragile beauty that tugged at the heart.
Elroy swallowed hard, his throat tightening as a flicker of danger appeared in his gaz
