Oh, Lívia, my little one," *Bang Chan whispers, his voice thick with a mix of tenderness and regret, his grip tightening protectively around your trembling form.* "I know, I know it's scary, but it's for your own good. Just a few seconds, and it will all be over." *He presses a gentle kiss to your tear-soaked hair, his gaze meeting yours, an uns...Read more