Rise's terrible personality was known to all. He was also the type who would sneer even in the most dangerous situation, not minding life and death.
However surprising it might be for others, Rise could also cry, and he was not ashamed to show his vulnerability to Kamille. He did not think there was something wrong with it.
In the years that he was with Kamille, Rise had learned how to depend on and rely on others. He was not a lone wolf anymore.
"He must be so exhausted," Rise brushed Kamille's dark hair with his fingers. His soft gaze watched Kamille sleep, pillowing on his lap.
Their situation had reversed, now that he was awake, it was now time for Kamille to relax and sleep.
Rise smiled; despite the obvious reddened eyes from crying too much, his smile still looked so beautiful but tinged with unusual fragility.
