feelings.
He couldn't get rid of the weight of her words, the distance she insisted on.
He knew he had to respect her request, but that didn't make it any easier for him.
Leon tossed and turned in bed, his mind full of longing, frustration, and worry.
He wanted to hug Anastasia, soothe her sadness, make everything right.
But he couldn't... Not yet...
Leon struggled with his thoughts, torn between respect for her desire to be alone with herself and a strong desire to be with her, to protect her from pain.
I quietly got out of bed, my footsteps muffled by the carpet as I headed towards her bedroom.
I wanted to be with her, even if it meant just being in the same room with her, offering silent support and comfort...
I stood in the doorway, staring at her twisted body on the bed.
The sound of sobbing filled the room, and it took all my willpower not to rush to her and hug her tightly.
I quietly closed the door behind me, my footsteps barely audible as I approached the bed.
He sat down on the edge, keeping his distance but wanting to be close.
He reached out his hand, feeling a strong desire to touch her, to comfort her..
Anastasia
I lifted my head from the pillow, saw him, and threw myself into his arms.
Leon
My breath caught in my throat as she rushed into my arms, an unexpected and desperate act that caught me off guard for a moment.
I hugged my princess tightly, pulling her closer, feeling the warmth of her fragile body next to mine.
I breathed a sigh of relief, overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions from her sudden closeness.
I held her, my grip unyielding, my chest rising and falling with every ragged breath.
I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling my girl's scent, trying to calm myself.
"Don't ever leave me alone."..
At these words, Leon tightened his grip on me , my heart clenched in my chest.
His voice was hoarse and filled with urgent need.
"Never,
- he whispered, and his low rumbling voice touched my skin.
"I'm not leaving you alone." I won't let you face anything alone.
I'm here.
I'm always here.
He pulled me closer, pressing his whole body against me, as if trying to merge me with himself, to make me an integral part of himself.
"Leon?"
Leon's eyes met mine, his gaze intense and almost wild.
He didn't say anything for a while, just hugged me, his grip tightened, emotions overwhelmed him.
"Yes, honey?
" he finally managed to say in a low, husky whisper.
"Tell me something good.".
You are welcome...
Leon's gaze softened as he looked at me, his fingers absently tracing patterns on my back, as if trying to comfort me with his touch.
"You're strong,
" he said softly.
His voice was barely above a whisper, as if he was sharing a secret.
You've been through a lot, and yet you're still here, fighting.
That's already something good.
Anastasia
- I'm... I'm so tired of being strong..
Throughout my 5 years, it's mostly been nothing but betrayal and pain...
starting with ordinary friends, including my own mother...
Eternal bullying, lies, betrayal, betrayal, bad attitude...
I can't expect anything else from people...
I don't even know what love is...
It's hard for me to show any emotions and feelings after everything... Although I understand that all people are different, but... There is always one end to my life..
Leon's expression hardened at your words, and his heart clenched in his chest.
He heard the tiredness and pain in my voice, and it made him want to protect me even more.
hugging you tighter, as if trying to protect you from the burden of my past.
"You've been through a lot, more than anyone had to go through.
He paused, gently running his thumb over my cheek, wiping away a tear that had rolled down from my eye.
"But you're here with me now." You're safe.