Somehow, he made it to the loveseat in the spacious bedroom. He cradled her smaller form protectively, heart losing its peace.
How could it be steady when the one in his arms was shaken? He had questions, his original plan forgotten momentarily.
As per his initial plans, things weren't supposed to take this route. He had thought of all possible outcomes but this. So, here he was, overwhelmed and confused.
Despite the questions that filled his mind, his arms didn't stop petting gently. His hold was warm and offered a comfort that could only be found in the arms of a loved one.
Sarah's cries died down after a long time. She could feel the monster knocking heavily on her head. Migraines. She had forgotten the last time she had them.
It occurred to her then that since she let herself feel again, her migraine disappeared. The last time was when she and Mark had just met and some petty misunderstanding was going on.