"Don't touch me, please." she sobbed, hugging her knees.
Noah's hand was left on the air. He was confused about why Jess was crying. He clenched his hand into a fist and slowly lowered in on his knees.
He sat down in front of her in a seiza. He held the urge to embrace the crying Jess in his arms. The longer he watched her wept the tighter the ball of his fist has become.
Time passed with Jess sobbing was the only sound heard in the house. He slowly released the breath he was holding in his chest and gently picked up the frames that fell down from the wall.
He checked it one by one if there is any damage. Thankfully none was broken. He piled the photo frames and gathered them in his arms when he stood up. Without saying a word he put them back on the wall.
