"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.
Noelle shifted slightly and planted a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. Then, she heard him whisper, “Go to sleep now. When you wake up, everything will be alright."
That night, Noelle 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 hold her close. It was not until she was sound asleep late at night that he gently let go, peeled back the covers, and crept downstairs.
Sean spent the whole night wide awake. Part of it was the constant threat of 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 peaceful night was even rarer.
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