"Could you at least be more gentle?" dating ng lalake.
"I'm sorry." Mas dinahan-dahan pa niya ang paggamot sa sugat ni Zyon. They are currently in a cell as she requested it. Nagrequest na rin siya ng first aid kit dahil gagamutin niya ang sugat ng lalake.
"Why the hell are you here?" hindi niya pinansin ang tanong ng lalake instead, she focused on treating his wounds.
"They went overboard with all these wounds," she bit her lip.
Napatingin siya sa kabuuan ng lalake. It was miserable for her to think na nasa kamay ng mga rebelde si Zyon. Ngayon, nakikita niya pang sugatan ito. This was all because of her. Kung sana sumuko na siya noon pa man. It would have ended long time ago. But she knew it wasn't that easy. Kapag sumuko siya noon, there's no assurance that Deflon would just stop t
