❧ | Not everyone listens even when you do say ‘no’. Even when you cry and scream and tell them they’re hurting you. Her breath quickens with anxiety. It does make her uncomfortable — incredibly so — and more than that, it causes those painful memories to resurface (“St——op! I said stop! Let me go!”). She doesn’t want to relive them.
Corinne swallows hard and jerks against the tightened hold. “——Stop!“ Firm. She’s trying not to panic.

[ The moment the words leave her mouth, he lets go and steps back. There’s an air of fear, though, one he can’t ignore. It would pain him to do so. He can be selfish, but he’s not apathetic. ]
"Great job. You told me, huh?”
[ Warily, he moves to face her, starting with a peek around her shoulder to examine her expression with confused interest. He then stands in front of her, a quiet sort of perplexity creating distance between them. ]
“You’re –– are you alright?”
