"So many people said I was too young for him, or he was too old for me." Kong Siying's voice wavered, memory pulling at something old and tender. "You were the only one who never showed disgust. I couldn't see what was wrong with it. We were both adults, even if one of us had children around my age."
Limo said nothing, letting him continue.
"But the pressure was too much, and I ended up in Shen Zihao's clutches." His hands twisted tighter in his lap. "Limo, it was hell. I never died. I disappeared six years ago because I was trapped. He's a monster. At first he seemed like a normal man. I needed the money, so I ignored the signs. By the time I couldn't ignore them anymore, it was too late to run."
His breath hitched, and for a moment he couldn't continue at all, his whole body curling slightly inward.
