Chapter 38

　　Louisa's POV 　　When Darren walked back into the room, I noticed that his face was swollen and bruised. 　　He kneeled down and tried to untie me, but he failed. 　　I could see that he was exhausted. 　　"What has he done to you? Has he beaten you?" I asked. 　　He didn't say a word, still trying to untie me. 　　"Darren..." 　　"Lisa, could you please..." he interrupted me, "Just don't say anything, please." 　　He looked so pale. His hair was a mess. His pants were torn. 　　He was shaking like a leaf. 　　I zipped up my mouth immediately. My heart was bleeding. 　　I wished I could hold him, but my hands were tied. 　　Tears dropped down my cheeks like rivers. I just couldn't hold them back. 　　"I'm sorry, Lisa. I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I know you're worried about me." He lowered his head and whispered, licking his ruptured lips. 　　His hands were shivering. His tears were dropping on my hands. 　　After he eventually untied my hands, I held him in my arms and cried out loudly. 　　"I'm fine