"My dear, can we stop crying, please? Aren't you strong..." Louis Bennett reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Really, women are made of water, squeeze them a little and tears come out. I'm telling you, this beating does have something to do with you, but it's not because my dad doesn't like you, it's because of something else."
Memoria Campbell lifted her face, "You're lying!"
It involves her, but it's not about disapproving of their relationship. What else could it be? She couldn't figure it out.
He grabbed some tissues to help clean her face. Louis Bennett spoke seriously.
"Now, I'm looking into your eyes and solemnly saying it again, my dad and my mom both really like you, and my dad is very satisfied with you. This belt whipping has nothing to do with us dating, understand?"
"Then why is it?"
