HIS FOREVER PUZZLE

Alex just held her as she cried, feeling confused on what to do. The sight of blood and casualties doesn't move him, but a crying woman had the ability to shut off his thinking capacity, especially if the woman in question was his woman.

He felt confused by her outburst. Just a few days back, she was frowning her face and ignoring him simply because he lured her into getting intimate with him. At first, he had been confused about the reason she seemed unhappy afterwards, because she was definitely in the mood too at that moment. He simply decided to stay out of her way and do his duty by her, only showing up when his attention was needed.

And today, the same woman that kept frowning her face at him threw herself into his arms, seeking for comfort. Eleanor was a puzzle which Alex would never be able to solve, making him give up on trying to understand her.

Alex sighed helplessly and began to rub her back, while she cried and hiccuped against his shoulders.

“Stop crying, please sweethea