"Maybe it's because of what happened today, so I'm still feeling a bit down." Mabel Quinn said, "After a night's sleep, it should be fine."
Kyle Kinston heard her words, held her hands with his, gently rubbing them, and then blew on them to warm her hands.
"Are they warmer?" After a while, he asked.
"Yes." She responded, her gaze still on his face. This man, who was always so high and mighty in front of others, was now doing such small things for her.
But what touched her was exactly these little things.
To see how much someone loves another person, sometimes, maybe it's these small things that show it most.
After a long while, until her hands were completely warm, he then asked, "Is Ivy already asleep?" Normally, this time had long passed her daughter's bedtime.
"Yes." Mabel responded, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
