Chapter 1032

I was so shocked and anxious earlier that I had actually grabbed Marie's wrist. Only after I held it did I notice her skin wasn't smooth. Looking down, I felt a chill in my chest and a pang of pain. Her skin was fair and delicate, but several uneven, raised red scars were jarring to the eye on the wrist I was holding. We often had physical contact and intimate gestures like walking arm in arm or holding hands while talking, but since the weather was cold and we were bundled up, I had never noticed so many scars on her wrist. I knew these scars all too well, and I could tell what they were from. "Mrs. Barker..." My heart ached even more. These were self-inflicted scars from cutting her wrists. She had done it more than once, as the scars were jagged and varied in color and depth. She was so beautiful, had such a wonderful personality, and was sincere and straightforward with everyone. Someone like her should be cherished and loved, never touched by suffering. How could she have e