Closer..

His pov

Usually I don't do this... it's unlike me. But I just had to. I've been there before, I know how it feels. Loosing your entire family and coming back to the memories.

She's a strong woman, the strongest I've ever seen actually. The trauma alone of seeing them killed is enough to knock her out, but then surviving all these years, alone, all by herself, running, hiding and still living in the memories of the past.

She's strong to even think of coming here in that first place and I applaud her for this.

I noticed her body started shaking slowly and I heard her trying to suppress sobs.

I knew she was crying, and I knew that she needed someone to comfort her.

I wasn't good at this, it wasn't my thing.

Like I swear I wouldn't even tell Martins because he would not believe me.

But she needed someone by her side, and presently, I'm the only one around here that's able to do that.

I had to shred 50 layers of pride and walked up to her slowly and hugged her from behind.

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