release didi from the cage😢😢
You reach up with trembling fingers and touch it gently. “What is this?”
“It’s nothing.” He brushes you off, and tries to kiss you again. “Jie, please. I can’t wait any longer.”
You grab a fistful of his hair and yank his head back, craning his neck to the side to inspect the mark more closely. Your stomach drops as recognition hits you. You know exactly what this is. Caleb has left a few on you before when he got too wound up to listen to your warnings. You had never dared to give him one in return… a hickey. A love bite.
Your vision swims as you spot another one peeking just under the collar of his shirt.
“Off.” You order, voice shaking as you tug at the hem of his shirt.
He shakes his head, “It’s okay, I can do it with my clothes on—”
You shove the fabric upward forcefully, and the sight that greets you makes your stomach plummet.
Faint hickeys and reddish-purple love bites scatter across his collarbones, his chest, and even lower on his abdomen, just above the waistband of his pants. They’re of varying ages, some fresh and angry red, others older and fading into bluish-purple. His once-flawless skin is corrupted, littered with evidence of someone else’s claim.
You feel sick.
“Who?” You ask, voice tight.
“It doesn’t matter.” Caleb answers quickly, pushing his shirt back down. “You’re here now.”
“Who?” You snap, unrelenting.
Caleb hesitates, searching your eyes for something you don’t know, but all he’s met with is your fury.
“Jenny.”
Your stomach knots up. “Who is Jenny?”
