Gideon's strong arms enveloped me in a reassuring embrace.
"Now I'm here. You don't have to carry it all alone," he whispered. The warmth of his breath grazed my ear.
"No one has ever been so nice to me," I curled up in his hugs more, I feel like a piece that has been suspended in my heart has settled down.
I didn't know if it was the fever or the kindness of Gideon that touched me so deeply that I even allowed myself to show my vulnerability and my bottled-up emotions in front of him.
As I nestled into his embrace, my tears flowed freely. Tears that had been held back for years.
I knew I shouldn't cry. A qualified future Luna shall never cry, but I couldn't help.
However, that tough Gideon didn't blame me on ruining his shirt like I expected. He just looked at me with a soft smile,
