"Thank you," she whispered, her voice still shaky but filled with a newfound vulnerability. "I've carried that pain for so long, and it's been a heavy burden. I didn't expect to share it with anyone."
Jaegar met her gaze, his own eyes reflecting compassion and understanding. "Sometimes, it helps to share our pain with someone who truly listens," he replied gently. "You don't have to carry it alone."
Isadora managed a faint smile, her fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "You're not like anyone I've met till now, Jaegar. You're wise beyond your years."
He chuckled softly, a warm and genuine sound. "Perhaps I've just been fortunate to learn from some exceptional teachers."
