Cristofer noticed her gaze and hastily covered the tattoo with his shirt, sternly saying, “Leave!”

Despite his words, Estelle remained in place, her emotions swirling. She asked softly, “When did you get that tattoo?”

“I can’t recall,” Cristofer replied, trying to put on his shirt quickly but getting tangled up in it due to his anxiety.

Estelle stared at Cristofer silently, and suddenly, her eyes were filled with tears. In a hushed tone, she said, “I’ve never seen this tattoo before.”

Cristofer, overwhelmed by embarrassment and anger, quickly smoothed out his shirt and put it on. He pointed towards the bathroom door as his voice quivered, “Get out of here....