I felt his hand on my back.
A few minutes later, he turned on the shower again. It does not speak. He quietly bathed me and I just let him. I feel weak. Everything hurts me. I just watched him do what he wanted to do to me.
He took care of me. After he bathed me, he dressed me and guided me to lie down on our bed. He smiled at me and sat next to me. He didn't say anything. When I looked up at him, he just kept looking at me. He seemed to want to speak but was restrained.
I cried all night that night. No one says anything. Hector was quiet the whole time and only heard my sobs. He kept stroking my hair. He didn't talk but he makes sure he was here with me. He made sure I felt his presence. I don't know why he does this.
When I looked up at him, I saw his tired look. His head was leaning against the headboard and he closed his eyes. I moved a little as I was trying to reach his face but he suddenly opened his eyes. His wide eyes met mine.
