Traditions

Amelia POV

Seeing Leonardo’s body bucking toward my hand, I was sure that he was in a lot of pain. I felt guilty of the situation because this only happened when I was around. In order to alleviate his pain, I increased pressure and massaged him harder.

“Amelia!” he groaned, arching his body.

“Oh, my God!” I pressed my hands further. Sweat broke out from his body. It seemed like he was convulsing.