Chapter 30: A little hug

Storm's POV

I watched Aniston very closely. I wanted to understand how she could keep it together after the story she just told me.

I took a step closer.

She turned around and she looked at me. Her eyes saw beyond my face to the deepest place in my heart. I recognized the look on her face. I have seen that look severally in the mirror staring right back at me.

The droopy eyelids and posture, the self soothing manner she was rubbing her forearm. Right now, her breathing was becoming lowered and her chest heavier by the second. Then the feeling of being trapped in a little Cage follows, it was not a nice feeling.

The worst were the headaches, the nagging pain in the neck, back and chest, it was like having a cold. The worst kind of Cold.

I understood Aniston because I have known sadness these past few days.

Sadness was…. heavy and Ani was carrying it all by herself.

I came closer to her and next thing I knew I was hugging her.

I saw her resist, I don't think she was used to bein