Molly undid the buttons. When she saw the traces that woman had left on Yale's body, it wasn't hard to imagine the pain in her heart.

"Molly, I'm dirty. Can you clean me, please?"

Yale affectionately embraced Molly.

When the wind and snow outside died down, Yale reluctantly got up so that Molly could rest for a while longer.

But Molly insisted on getting up and preparing his clothes for him.

Unlike with Krystal, where Yale never left any marks on her, Molly's whole body was covered in red m