GoodNovelMated 320 Chapter 320 KASMINE.
By the tKester was rounding up his story, I had forgotten how to stop crying. The tears wouldn't stop falling. They slipped down my cheeks silently, like they didn't want to interrupt him. Like they understood that his pain was finally finding a voice.
He looked atagain, and his expression-God, it was worse than tears.
"Kester," I breathed, shaking my head slowly. I didn't even know what to say.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was like I was staring at the little boy he used to be-the one who needed love more than anything in the world but got none in return.
Even though I knew he hadn't toldeverything and hadn't laid out the full horror of what his childhood looked like, the little pieces he had shared tore through my heart, shattering it to pieces. His parents. His loneliness. That house that never felt like home.
No child should ever go through that.
"I was just boy," he whispered. "And I swore I'd never be that helpless again. I'd never trust anyone to protect what's mine. I'd be the one in control. I'd always be in control. If my father couldn't protect my mother, the woman I loved more than anything, then no one else can protect what's mine better than me." Now, he was shaking. Not just his hands but his entire body. Like the weight of everything he'd carried alone was suddenly breaking him open.
I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my forehead to his shoulder. His skin was burning with the tension he was trying so hard to keep caged.
"You don't have to carry that alone," I whispered. "You don't have to hold all of that in anymore." He didn't say anything right away. Just wrapped his arms aroundso tight I could barely breathe, but I didn't care. I didn't even want him to let go.
Then, he spoke again.
"You've been savinglong before you knew it, Kasmine. You might not know this, but you are the reason I am alive today." I blinked and pulled back just enough to look at him. "You always say that. But I still don't understand how." He smiled.
"You won't remember," he said softly, "But it was my birthday. Not that anyone remembered. I was alone in the house. No cake. No candles. No hugs. Not even a call from my parents." His eyes drifted pastas if he could still see the gloom of that lonely room. "I sat beside my window for hours, just staring into nothing and wondering how long it would take to fall. Wondering if anyone would even notice." My breath caught.
He chuckled, but it was empty... more like he was trying to breathe through the pain. "And then I saw you. In our yard. Little girl with a white dress and ribbons in her hair." I swallowed hard.
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"You looked up atlike I wasn't sweirdo hanging off a window, and you smiled. Just like that. Big and bright. Then y you said, 'Happy birthday, Kester!' Then you yelled atto get off the window, otherwise, I'd fall and die." I laughed and sniffed at the stime. I didn't have the slightest memory of this, but it madesmile.
He shook his head, "You saved me, Kasmine. And you didn't even know it. You didn't know that was the first tanyone had spoken towith kindness in months. The first tsomeone looked atand actually saw me." My chest ached.
"I thought about that moment every day," he whispered. "You becthis... memory I kept like a jan even whey thir flin a things got darker and even when I forgot how to breathe. That Second where you looked atlike I mattered? It stuck."
I didn't say anything at first. Just looked at him like I was seeing him for the very first time-not as the m first uptouchable man everyone thought he was but as that little boy by the window, begging the world for something as simple as kindness.
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