Chapter 113 - Seviro's Point Of View

There's a glisten of tears on the corner of her eyes that I badly wanted to wipe with my fingers. But walking on the same path with her for the past months, I learn to understand her little by little. She doesn't want to be treated weak. Not unless her tears will well out from her eyes, I must stay still and hold my fucking self not to reach her face and caress with my hand. Not unless her lips quiver holding her sobs, I should trust her that she can do it.