Jona quickly opened the room door and found Axel under the covers, not moving, but he heard soft sniffles. His heart spasmed at that. How he wanted to prevent the younger one from crying, but he failed at that. Every single time.
"Axel," he called out to her, but Axel didn't move an inch. One thing Jona discerned during the time he spent with Axel was not to horn in on her if she wanted to be alone and in her own space. But he'd gotten it all wrong. In honesty, Axel needed Jona in times like this more than anyone.
He retracted his steps, taking his keys and wallet. "I am sorry on her behalf. It will not be repeated. I guarantee you that," Jona spoke softly. "I am heading out. Let's please talk when I am back."
As much as Jona wanted to talk to Axel about their relationship, he realized
