He saw how her tiny, strengthless, powerless hand was holding his arm with all her might. He saw the tears flowing from the corner of her eyes and finally her eyes opened. He saw the girl, who used to giggle in his presence, falling apart into pieces, her eyes wet with tears.
He wanted to hug her and cry. But he realized he couldn't. One among them has to be strong enough to support the other. And if he cries now, then who will bring comfort to her? Where will she seek her warmth and comfort? There's no one awake anyways.
He sat at the edge of the bed, ensuring to maintain as much distance as he can in between them. Then, with his bandaged hand he wiped her tears, making her frown.
He saw her frown and then his hand and hurriedly ended up hiding him, while caressing her hairs with the normal hand.
" What happened to you? Why are you looking like a bundle of mes…?" Heena asked in a hoarse voice, making him place a finger on her lips, to stop her from either thinking or speaking.
