Alicia's POV.
This would be the first time I would see him like this, other than those nights when he looked like a frightened pup on his bed, this is definitely a different scenario. He wasn't asleep yet he looked so lost, so frightened that I had the urge to protect him. The look in his eyes mirrored the pain in his voice.
I reached out to comfort him, to tell him that I was right here and would give him all the comfort he needed.
"When they attacked, I was just a boy, I had just turned five, and it was my birthday night. They soaked the cake in their blood," his voice trembled as he spoke, "the blood of my parents and the blood of everyone present. I couldn't have made it out alive if it wasn't for my uncle; he helped me get out and raised me as his son."
He held me in his arms, and
