His silver eyes sparked with sadness.For a pregnant moment it seemed as though even the air around us held its breath. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. Even if I could I didn't know what I would say.
Sometimes silence is the best answer.His usually stony countenance was crumbling, walls falling down the reveal the hurt underneath.
The air left my lungs leaving me running on empty, I tried to focus on the burning in my chest rather than the pain in my heart. Why did I feel this way?
He closed the distance between us, wrapping his strong arms around me. "I thought you were dead." In that moment nothing else mattered. A dull burn settled wherever he touched, I ignored it. "We all did." For a second I was frozen, but soon my body relaxed into his. I couldn't help but think that I fit to
