The embrace around Sophia's waist felt like two strong ropes, constricting with such force that she feared her ribs would snap under Benjamin's grip.
She raised her hand and pushed Benjamin's shoulder, saying, "Let go of me..."
"I'm not okay."
Benjamin rested his head on her delicate shoulder as if absorbing the fragrance from her body could calm him down.
Sophia hesitated for a moment before her pushing weakened gradually.
Her fair hand remained on his shoulder.
For the first time, Sophia sensed vulnerability in Benjamin, and she couldn't quite comprehend why.
She disliked seeing him like this.
Benjamin should be like a god, strong, calm, and rational.
"Benjamin, Grandma will be fine," she finally spoke up after a long silence, attempting to comfort him.
She believed that Mabel
