Breakdown

"I don’t know for how long I cried. It feels like ages until my sobs start to ease and breathing becomes easier.[...] shirt and jacket are wet from my tears. But he doesn’t say anything. He still just holds me, softly caressing my back, his face in my hair until I move a bit to sit up. He lifts his head and loosens the embrace for me to do so. Lucius turns to me, putting his hands against my face, his thumbs softly caressing my wet cheeks. “Can you tell me now what’s hurting you so much?” He asks softly. His care and seemingly infinite patience almost makes me cry again but for now I’m out of tears."