"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.

Then, she heard him whisper,

clung to Charles like she was trying to become part of him, her hands and feet gripping him hard. Charles felt a pang in his heart seeing her so scared and vulnerable, but all he could do was

being spied on, but most of it was the annual bout of insomnia he always got around New Year's. He had tried everything to fix it, but sleep was a rare guest, and a

in the snowy night and gasping out the words with the last of her strength, "Sean,

Residence was so silent at night that you could hear a pin

craving was hitting him hard. He toyed with a cigarette for what felt like forever before

from upstairs broke the silence. Sean

like he had

tired as Sean felt. Sean pulled out a cigarette and offered

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