Arya's POV
I was crying hugging him tightly and placing my head on his broad chest. He didn't say anything, he was just stroking my back. I don't know what magical power his warmth carries but it manages to make me calm and relieve. He is so gentle and matured. Exactly what I needed right now.
I am so glad that I have someone like him, by my side, to whom I can always turn to share my happiness and my sadness.
I raised my head and looked at him.
He was staring at me, with his pain-filled eyes. He wiped out tears on my cheeks using his thumb.
"How about telling me what happened?" he asked tenderly.
I explained to him with every tiny detail, he patiently listened to me, didn't interrupt me even for once.
I felt like a little girl complains her dad about the boys who make fun out of
