"Charles, I..."

"Oh, Noelle." Charles chuckled softly, pulling her into a warm embrace and gently rubbing her back. "I'm right here, and I always will be."

Feeling the warmth of his hug, Noelle's anxiety began to melt away. She nodded against his chest. "Yeah." She knew he would always be there for her.

"Ready to talk about it now?" Charles's voice was soothing, like he was comforting a little kid, and he was drawing calming patterns on her back. However, Noelle stayed quiet.

He glanced down and caught the turmoil in Noelle's eyes. He got the message. "Can't figure it out yet? That's okay. Just sleep on it. When you're ready, you can tell me, alright?" "Thank you, Charles," she whispered, grateful for his understanding.

his lips. Then, she heard him whisper, "Go to sleep now. When you

so scared and vulnerable, but all he could do was hold her

of insomnia he always got around New Year's. He had tried everything to fix it,

closing his eyes only brought back a nightmare-a woman, drenched in blood, gripping his arm in the snowy night and gasping out the words with the last of her strength, "Sean, from now

Residence was so silent at night that you could hear a

his smoking habit, but tonight, the craving was hitting him hard. He toyed with a cigarette for what felt

silence. Sean narrowed

looking like he

out a cigarette and offered it to Charles's eyes widened just a fraction before he

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