Both of them remembered how they had sex on this very bed. At that time, she was still an innocent girl. She had always liked to wrap herself around his arms and beg him in a trembling voice.

At this time, as his hand roamed her body, tears couldn't stop rolling down from Cecilia's eyes, wetting the pillow case.

Noticing this, Mark stopped.

He turned over and lay beside her as he gently pulled her into his arms.

"Shhh... Don't cry," he coaxed her.