Charles woke up and felt his wife's hands encircled around him tightly as if she's afraid that he will leave without her knowing it. He was about to smile when he noticed that her face looked as if she came out from a situation where she cried a lot. He let his thumb run over her face. Her skin is sticky. Dried tears? He frowned. Why?
The way she held him was too tight that he cannot free himself without waking her up. Questions ran through his mind. What has she been thinking about? Did she have a nightmare? Was she scared or something? He stared at her. Her eyes are swollen. She did cry! He concluded.
He encircled her waist with his arms and reciprocated her tight embrace as if making her feel that he is just around and will never leave her. Gently, he planted a kiss on her forehead.
