Chapter 59 Who Was She Thinking About?
- Kendrick let the little woman pound his chest. It didn't hurt anyway, it felt more like scratching an itch, and each hit landed right on his heart.
- When Annabelle had finished venting, and was about to withdraw her hand, Kendrick grabbed her fist.
- "Little White, for you, I gave up my life, and yet you still hit me."