Nyx POV
Dread and sadness filled me as he told me his story. All I could do was reach out for his hand. His gaze was down. I approached him and embraced him in a hug. No words could ever relieve his pain. I could take it away, you know, your pain.
I'd rather feel it and know it existed than erase it at all. They all meant so much in my life. I could understand that. I would never rid him of his memories, but if he allowed me, I could take the pain from it away. But I understood. I'd rather feel what I experienced than act like it didn't happen at all. The pain had made me stronger.
Thank you for sharing such a vulnerable moment in your life. For all it's worth, I'm glad you are here.
He smiled softly, and we walked away from the greenhouse. I went to the kitchen to help with dinner.
