Chapter 61

They stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the tension slowly dissipated, replaced by a sense of calm. Nicholas's sobs subsided, and he pulled himself back, his eyes locking onto Sarah's.

Sarah stared into his eyes, and her heart bled at what she saw. The pain and anguish were palpable, and the depth of his sorrow was a sight to behold. She had never seen Nicholas like this before—so broken and vulnerable.

His eyes, once bright and full of life, now seemed dull and lifeless, like a flame that had been extinguished. The spark that once drove him, that once made him so confident and self-assured, was now gone, replaced by a deep sadness.

Sarah's gaze wandered over his face, taking in the redness of his eyes, the puffiness of his skin, and the droop of his eyelids. He looked like he had been crying for hours, like the weight of the world was crushing him.

She felt a pang of compassion, a surge of love and concern. She wanted to reach out, to touch him, to comfort him. She wanted to