She cried for quite sometime until her breath become shaky little hiccups. Alaric just waited patiently as a silent support letting the silence settle without trying to rush her out of grief.
After a while of small hiccups, she finally lifted her face to look at him. Her mascara had smudged from the tears and her cheeks flushed as she met his gaze.
She looked down embarrassed and muttered softly, "I didn't mean to fall apart like that. Sorry."
" It's alright, " Alaric said softly his eyes gentle," people come here for all types of reasons. This is one of the good ones. It's good to let it out. "
She looked at him her eyes widening a fraction and let out a humourless laugh, "good one huh. I haven't done anything good in months. I feel like I'm failing at every thing, " she rubbed the edge of her cashmere looking down," I'm a failure at motherhood, grieving, life...hic.." she chocked back another sob.
