— Farah's Point of View —
I gulped after hearing his words. I wiped my tear and sat properly. What I am doing is not correct, I am everyone's strength, I need to be strong for them.
I don't want to see that I am weak, to question my power, but deep inside me, I know for myself that I want to break down, cry my heart out until the moon came back to its peak.
"Hey," Oxoluz said and sat beside me. I was shocked on what he did next, he pulled my hand away from my cheeks, he held my chin and wiped the remaining tears that fell from my eyes with his thumb.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, pain is written from my words, badly I wanted to show my strength yet it was hard. It is hard to pretend that I am alright.
"I'm here for you, it's alright, you can cry, I won't judge you, my love." Oxoluz said and then caressed my messy hair, he slowly fixed it, combed it with his hand.
