Kapitel 99: Old Scars

From every wound

there is a scar,

and every scars 

tells a story.

A story that says,

'I survived.'

***

"No one will hurt you, Ace. I'm here."

His stiff shoulders slowly eased. His eyes fluttered close, long exquisite eyelashes draped under his eyes. His labored breathing stopped as he began to relax.

"That's good. Just close your eyes and drift to sleep. You will feel better when you wake up."

I lay a soft kiss on his temples and heard him sigh. I caressed his hair and watched the rise and fall of his chest.

He'd been through a lot. I'm sure of that. He always shows his strong side. He never once allowed anyone to see his weakness, not even to me. But now he's like an open book. He even cried.