The next day…
"Here," Spencer spread his arms wide, offering an unspoken invitation.
Preshea furrowed her brows slightly, hesitating as she regarded him. Spencer smiled at her without a word, his arms still extended. Preshea glanced away, her eyes dropping to her hands, as if unsure of what to do next.
Spencer remained still, patiently waiting for her. His calm demeanor didn't waver, even as the moments stretched on.
Finally, Preshea sighed, pursing her lips before slowly moving toward him. She reached out hesitantly, her hand resting on his shirt before she leaned into him. Spencer's arms wrapped around her in a warm embrace, pulling her closer as he held her tightly.
His eyes held a trace of sadness, and a resigned smile lingered on his lips. Preshea said nothing, simply leaning into him, their silence gave comfort to the sadness they were feeling.