Closing his eyes for a moment, he loosened the grip on her shoulders. He rested his forehead on hers, "Nothing happened with you. You are safe my Princess." He whispered.

She lifted her teary eyes and looked into his forest green eyes. "But how can you so sure." She still couldn't believe it. She thought Max was telling her that to calm her down. To drag her out of reality.

But Max's next words shocked her from the core, "Because I brought you here." He put his hand on her left cheek and turned her face to the right. "Look there." He said to her looking outside of the window. From there she could see the ambulance parked on the hospital premises. She saw Big garden in the hospital yard with some people sitting on benches enjoying the light rays of the bright sun. Now somehow she started believing, she was convinced that she was safe, but still, she had some questions in her head that she wanted to be answered.

Taking her eyes off the scene she looked at Max, "But my clothes." Corners of Max's lips moved upward at the sight of her innocent face like a small kitten. He slipped his hands over her arms and wrapped both his arms around her delicate and thin waist and pulled her closer.

"It was me. Who took off your clothes. I just wanted to treat your wounds." Max's words widened her eyes. She was more worried about the scars on her back than Max had seen her in the undergarments. She was more worried that Max might have seen the scars on her back while removing her clothes. The thing she was trying to hide finally came to light. The bubbly character mask she wore to hide the sadness in her heart was finally revealed today. And there was no more college report Raina but was a soul who was completely broken from the inside. What would he be thinking about her? Will he think wrong about her.

Her heart told her to turn her back on the situation and run away. As she always did. But her brain also told her to overcome her fears and face the situation. This time she decided to listen to her brain. Rather than always living in a nameless fear, she decided to ask Max straight.

"Did you see the scars on my back?" In fact, it's not the first time that Max had seen the scars on her back, but looking into her eyes, he was convinced that there was lots of going into her head and that he should have lied to get it out. "Yes." And yet he was already aware of the marks on her back so there was no point in hiding it.

"Don't you want to know the reason behind it?" She looked into his eyes, swallowing her saliva.

"No!" His answer was firm and straightforward.

"But why." She whispered. Like Max knew both the story and the reason behind the scars on her back but in his eyes, it was not right to tell her all that now.

"I have already told you that I have nothing to do with your past. I believe in the present."

"It's too ugly."

" No. Your scars are not ugly."

" Hmm." Raina looked at him confused. "What do you mean." Without answering her question, Max suddenly picked her up in his arms. His sudden stunt caused a gasp out of her lips.

"What are you.."

"Shhh. My little princess."

After taking her in his strong arms he carried her into the washroom. After going into the washroom he placed her feet very gently on the floor and made her stand up straight. He knew she was very tired and it was difficult for her to stand up effortlessly so one of his hands was safely wrapped around her waist. She was also leaning on Max so that the whole weight of her small body was on him.

She was wondering why Max had brought her into the washroom and out of blue suddenly Max grabbed the knot of the bedsheet she had tied under her arm.

"What are you doing?" She asked, widening her eyes.

"Just relax.. Trust me." And finally, he unties the knot. Raina grabbed the bedsheet tightly to her chest before it slipped off her body. She quickly moved her free hand to her back so that her backside would not be fully exposed.

But when her hand reached her lower back, she realized very well that the bedsheet was resting on her lower back due to Max's strong grip on her waist. She placed her hand on his arm which rested on her waist. And looked into his eyes.

"I already told you to trust me. Didn't I?"

Not knowing how to react to his words, she started biting the corner of her lower lip. Seeing her cute expression, the corners of his lips moved upward. He moved his free hand behind her back without removing his green eyes from her face. Grabbing her dark black hair in a fist he pulled them from her right shoulder to the front.

He grabbed her chin and turned her face. She looked forward. They were both standing in front of a wall-size large mirror. Her delicate body was looking like in front of his huge body as a fragile fairy under the mercy of very beautiful devil.

And when her gaze fell on the reflection of her scars in the mirror, tears suddenly came out of her eyes. That horrible scene reappeared before her eyes from which she did not even know how she had escaped. She had fainted immediately after being wounded that night, and when she regained her consciousness, she was already in the hospital with her aunt sitting next to her.

She didn't want to remind those dark moments. She didn't want to look at those ugly scars. She wanted to turn her face but the grip of his slender fingers on her chin was a little firm. Which made her attempt impossible. With no other choice, she lowered her eyelids. So that the mirror in front of her was blocked from her vision and the marble floor came into her sight.