Once freed, Eleanor threw her arms around Alexander, clinging to him as she wept in his embrace. Gently, Alexander patted her back, speaking softly: “It's okay now. I'm here. It's all over."
"I'm not scared. But why are you so foolish? Did it hurt when they hit you? Let me check if you're okay." Eleanor's hands lightly caressed his face, her eyes filled with tender concern.
Covering her hand with his own, Alexander chuckled and said: “I'm fine. It didn't hurt at all."
"How could it not hurt? It must have.” Eleanor said, her voice full of affection.
They gazed into each other’s eyes, both smiling, as if they could understand what the other was thinking without speaking a word.
At that moment, no words were needed. Their eyes alone conveyed everything they felt.
Rafael, eyes wide open,
