"The rest isn’t finished yet, this is all I have for now. I’ll sing the rest for you when I’ve written more," Sumr Shawcross whispered softly, leaning against Noah Drexler’s back.
She could feel that Noah’s body wasn’t as tense anymore.
It seed her singing earlier had at least so effect.
They say gentle music can calm a person’s heart, cheerful music can make soone feel happy, and sad music can evoke sorrow... Music has extraordinary power to move us, and that’s a big reason why she loved it so much since childhood.
...
Listening to the quiet voice behind him and the soft, vulnerable body, Noah Drexler’s heart inexplicably softened.
Along with it, the intense pain he felt in his body also seed to ease.
After a long ti, he moved his throat and finally responded.
"Okay."
Hearing his response, Sumr Shawcross felt a surge of joy in her heart and smiled happily.
She started to try, slowly and little by little, to release her hold on his waist.
Once she was sure he had cald down, she completely let him go and sighed softly.
He seed to be feeling better, and she hoped this would help him improve over ti.
"It’s too dark in here, I’ll turn on the light," she suddenly said, glancing at the pitch-black bedroom.
Since she’d been here, she’d only heard his voice and hadn’t clearly seen his face.
Yet just as she was about to move, a large hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.
Sumr was startled, and imdiately she was pulled back.
Then... her back rested against a firm chest, filled with a sense of security that instantly enveloped her.
She froze, and her heart tightened slightly.
"Noah Drexler..."
Since she arrived, he had been in a state of resistance towards her, repeatedly pushing her away as she persistently stuck by him.
This was the first ti since she ca here that he didn’t resist her embrace.
As she was lost in thought, the deep, commanding voice of the man sounded in her ear.
"Sumr Shawcross, you’re not allowed to go!"
His low voice made Sumr’s heart skip a beat.
"It’s too dark here, a little light would make it more comfortable," she turned slightly and said softly to him.
In such a dark environnt, she couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.
She paused for a mont, then continued,
"And... I want to see you too..." her voice grew quieter.
Although she hadn’t clearly seen him, she could sense that he seed to have lost a lot of weight.
After she spoke, the man froze, and after a mont of silence, his voice, tinged with a bit of coldness, spoke up.
"You wouldn’t want to see how I look right now." His voice was filled with certainty.
He also didn’t want her to see him in such a disheveled state.
His words stunned Sumr, and her heart filled with a wave of sadness.
Yes... he was so proud, why would he want her to see him like this...
After a while, Sumr smiled and obediently agreed.
"Okay, then let’s not turn on the light. This kind of darkness feels nice too; I’ll just stay with you like this." She joked optimistically and smiled again.
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