“Merope. I’m-“ He paused for a moment, caught off guard by her question. Did she just ask his permission to stand up? She had to be joking, right? He stared at her curiously, wondering if she would really stay down if he said she had to..
There was only one way to find out. “No. You can’t stand up.” Could a woman really be so broken that she would ask for permission from someone she just met to do something as simple as stand up? He had to find out.