He knew she had always hated the dark; even when she slept, she preferred to keep the lights on.
Back when they lived in the rental apartment, there was a brief time when she could sleep with the lights off, but eventually, she went back to her old habit of sleeping with them on.
Frowning slightly, he wondered if she wasn't in the room. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he caught the sound of a muffled sob.
She was there!
His footsteps froze instantly, and he reached out along the wall until he found the light switch.
As the room lit up, he saw her slender figure curled tightly in a corner.
Her face was buried in her knees, and her thin shoulders trembled with quiet sobs that seemed to fill the whole room.
She was crying?
His dark eyes narrowed, and he quickly walked over, crouching down in front of her. "What's wrong? What happened?"
His voice made her body stiffen for a moment.
