“And…and that stranger…he saved me. I hate that, Doreen! I hate crying so much! I hate being a crybaby! I hate my-”
Tessa wasn't able to complete that last word before Doreen unexpectedly kissed the red tip of her pointed nose.
Her teary eyes widened in absolute shock, and maybe it was the deep immense comfort she felt from being around him, or the relaxation she felt from his aura…. Tessa couldn't tell.
But she was trying so, so difficult to control herself from hugging him tightly, so clenched her fists and clenched her fists hard. Her eyes were shut, but once his lips parted from her nose, she opened them slowly and then looked elsewhere.
Close — their faces were extremely close, and the sheer, unarguable glister of affection in his eyes felt like sadness was being extracted from
