Cracked But Whole.

Evelina felt Leone's weight pressing against her as his body relaxed, exhaustion overtaking him after the torrent of emotions. She glanced down, noticing his eyelids fluttering shut, his breathing growing slower and heavier. A soft, tender smile played on her lips as she whispered, "Um, Leone… wouldn't it be better for you to sleep on the bed?"

Leone stirred slightly, his head lifting just enough to meet her gaze. He nodded, the movement sluggish and tired. "Yeah…" he murmured, his voice low and hoarse. Slowly, he pulled away from her embrace, the absence of his warmth leaving an ache in Evelina's chest.

As he stood, he reached for her hand, his touch gentle yet firm. Evelina blinked in surprise as he clasped her fingers and helped her to her feet without a word.