Jenkins
I spent half of yesterday and the entire night sleeping, yet I still feel exhausted. It’s not physical fatigue—it’s something else… emotional. Yes, I think that’s the source of all my troubles right now. The dam has broken. The wall I worked so hard to keep standing has crumbled into pieces, and now there’s nothing left to contain my emotions.
I slowly turn in bed and see that Zeldric is still asleep. For a moment, when I was lost in that whirlwind of madness and loss of control, I thought about running away. But then I saw him standing by the door, barely able to stay on his feet, looking at me with such intensity that I knew—there was nowhere I could hide from myself or from what this man made me feel.
He was so gentle and understanding… He just let me cry until I fell asleep
