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“Knife?” I asked softly

Cain nodded against me “Butcher knife,” he whispered, his voice harsh

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked

“No,” he said and I stilled when he brushed a kiss over my mouth and let his eyes connect with mine “Don’t stop”

I tookhishands

“Will you take this off?” I asked gently as I tugged on the hem of his shirt

He sucked in a breath and I knew, just knew that what I was asking was soot you, Cain,” I whispered

Cain closed his eyes and nodded just before he reached behind hied the shirt off I kept est time before I finally looked doelve scars mottled his entire torso

“My back,” he murmured

I reached behind him to explore his back and felt three more scars “Fifteen,” I said quietly

“That’s how old I was,” Cain responded “He used our ages to decide how many times to stab us”

Nausea crawled through my belly

“Us?” I whispered

“Me, my brothers, , “Hailey, nine, Daniel, six, Justin, three and Amanda…one”

I slid my hands up to his shoulders and then to his face until I was cupping his cheeks “Who?” I asked “Who did this?”