Alexander lays beside Nikolas, his eyes never leaving the peaceful face that was illuminated by the evening sun streaming from the window.
Hours has ticked by but Alexander didn't sleep, his gaze were glued by the serenity that had settled over Nikolas.He watches as Nikolas' chest rise and fall with each gentle breath, the soft whisper of air escaping his lips.
Nikolas' features that once was tense with worry and pain is now relaxed, his eyelids fluttering occasionally as if chasing dreams.
Alexander's gaze traced ever part of Nikolas' face, committing every detail to his memory.
The soft curve of his jaw.The shape of his lips.
The gentle slope of his bottom nose.
Alexander knew Nikolas was hurting, the weight of Lord Raven's death was hanging heavy on his conscience,the pain and the guilt.
It would take a toll on Nikolas, but Alexander was determined to be there for him.To support him and To heal him.