"I m listening", she said and looked up at him.
He looked deep into her eyes and then turned her fully towards himself and asked,
"You need to tell me, why did you cry first?"
He then gently held her face in his palms and planted a soft kiss on her cheeks.
"I don't know", she said and drop of her tear landed on his palm. His body tensed when his hand came in contact with her moisture. He didn't know that someone could be this affected because of him. He sighed and took her near the sofa and made her sit. He was afraid that she might get exhausted because of all this turmoil which she was undergoing.
Her sobs had reduced by now but the intensity of the look in her eyes, trying to figure out the answers to all the unanswered questions, was still the same. She was looking at him the same way as she did, to begin with.
"Where do I start?", he said and sighed.
