Capítulo 67: [Volume 1] Chapter 67- old habit.

Esme remained silent, her eyes still cast downward. Jay's frustration reached a boiling point. Without warning, he drove his fist into Esme, sending her sprawling to the ground. The impact was brutal, and her bleeding shoulder hit the floor with a jolt of pain that radiated through her. Despite the agony, Esme remained eerily quiet, not a cry escaping her lips.

Slowly, she got to her feet, her expression a mixture of pain and remorse. She faced Jay again, her head still bowed, the weight of her guilt evident in her posture. Jay's anger was palpable as he demanded answers, his voice ringing with both authority and distress.

"What the hell happened here?" he asked again, his tone brooking no argument.

Esme didn't answer. Instead, she fell to her knees, lowering herself fully to the floor. The gesture was one of profound submission, her body language speaking volumes about her remorse and shame. Her voice, barely a whisper, carried the weight of her regret.