Do They Make You Practice Toying with Women's Hearts in the Parne Family or Something?

Chapter 112

Sophia looked down at her gently folded hands.

The cold hands and feet she'd suffered from since childhood.

Her pale fingertips were cold as if she'd just dipped them in the river outside, yet the warmth rising from deep within her chest seemed to melt that chill away today.

"It had been comfortable."

Sophia's red lips curved into a very gentle smile.

Pleasure, after all,

was an emotion that could bloom only when built on comfort, something she knew well from a lifetime spent fighting illness.

That was also why it had been so long since Sophia had truly felt pleasure.

Because her days were always filled with the discomfort of other people's gazes and the limits of her own body...