A tiny trickle of tears was slowly trailing down her rouged cheeks, leaving a salty wet path behind.

She lifted a hand to wipe away the evidence of her pain but a sob soon ripped itself from her throat and the tiny trickle became a stream. Hearing footsteps from somewhere to her left, her head snapped up. Knowing her eyes to be red and her face to be puffy from her breakdown, she cringed at the sight of a lone figure walking towards her.

She wrapped her arms around her waist instinctively and turned her face down, hoping her hood would hide her tear-stained face. Feeling naked and vulnerable at the abrupt invasion of her alone time, she waited for the steps to pass her.

But they didn’t.

Risking a glance up, her emerald orbs connected with icy grey ones. She inwardly shuddered in shame at the sympathy on the stranger’s face but couldn’t avert her gaze. He silently sat next to her, his company inexplicably comforting. He did not speak to her and he did not make any attempt to openly sooth her, and yet her tears tapered off.

Her eyes sought out his face beside her and noted how the soft glow of the moonlight reflected beautifully off his platinum hair. He glanced back and smiled, the left side of his face lifting up just slightly more than the right.

Her breath hitched in her throat and she smiled back.

As silently and suddenly as he’d arrived, he stood up and left. A shiver that had nothing to do with the night’s cool air shuddered through her and she was left wondering why that seemingly insignificant encounter felt so significant.

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