She leaned against the bed and had already fallen asleep.
He walked over quietly, gently holding her in his arms.
She murmured softly, perhaps due to exhaustion, she didn't wake up, resting her head against his chest.
In the dim light by the bedside, he clearly saw the shimmering tears in her eyes.
Even asleep, her eyes were full of tears.
Self-blame and guilt gnawed at his heart like ants, his heartache uncontrollable, never had he regretted more than at this moment.
He gently picked her up and walked out of the room.
As she slept, she nestled into his arms like a kitten.
Returning to their room, he gently laid her on the bed.
She mumbled a few words in her sleep but still did not wake up.
He sat by the bed, heart aching as he examined her slightly pale face, slowly reaching out, tenderly caressing her beautiful face with infinite affection.
