He pursed his lips, but the knot of his throat seemed to roll quietly from some emotion.

Then he raised his hand and tried to touch my cheek, but I pushed him away.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me with your hands that have touched other women! I'm disgusting!"

He didn't say anything, his gentle gaze always surrounded me.

I walked up to him, "Haven't you always wanted to see it, to be sure? I'll show you now."

I suddenly reached out my left hand and landed on the collar of my white shirt, with a violent tug.

My skin was instantly exposed to the air, and on my left...