Harry traced a parabola in the sky, let out a miserable scream, and landed freely.
Charlie River hurriedly cradled Harry, rolling several times on the ground to cushion him, and immediately left.
The surrounding men in black simultaneously withdrew, maintaining protection from a distance.
...
Sophie Sullivan let out a cold smile, raised her hand attempting to swipe it across his face, but her wrist was intercepted mid-air. Thomas Shannon hooked the corner of his mouth in a smile, "Cecilia Branford, you promised you'd be a well-behaved baby, remember?"
"I regret it, so what?" Sophie Sullivan glared at him fiercely.
Thinking of him fooling around with Isabel on the bed, and then coming to touch her made her feel utterly disgusted.
The repulsion spread from psychological to physical, finally transformed into action, continually punching and kicking him.
