His thin lips covered hers completely, and his moist tongue slid right into her mouth. Keira Leaf trembled lightly, her gaze lowered, somewhat lost in ecstasy.
The two of them ended up just kissing tenderly for a while, then gradually embraced each other in silence.
Keira Leaf leaned against him, curled up in his arms, watching the white curtains fluttering in the wind, and couldn't help but think of Alice Smith again.
If Alice was still alive, would she be happy at this moment?
Joshua Sulliven repeatedly caressed the wound on her waist. The wound was only as long as a finger. Since it was left by a surgical knife, it wasn't deep but merely cut through the flesh. It had already scabbed over in just a few days.
However, this red scar on her delicate waist was somewhat an eyesore.
His hand moved upward and then touched the gunshot wound on her back, covered with gauze, carefully bandaged.
