Can I touch?

"Did your mom hate your dad?" Lena asked as she relaxed her head on her knees.

"My mom hated the Li family, but not my dad. Her love for him was bigger than the hate she had for him and his family. My father was never the perfect husband nor father, but his love for us was genuine. She never went and visit my grandparents, only once a year for my grandmother's birthday. After all, she is the Madam Li and she needs to hold her title."

There was a long pause of silence before Lena started hiccuping. But even so, both of them said nothing and just listened to Lena's soft hiccups. Kris could see her long dark hair, reflecting off the moon light.

When Lena first came in the room to bring him dinner, the sun was still up. With the windows wide opened, he didn't turn on any lights. He realized now that the both of them were sitting in the dark room and the only source of light was coming from outside.