For the first time, we both slept at the same time.
Years later, when he finally passed away in a peaceful sleep, I sat by his side and watched his breathing fade away.
He was smiling.
This time there was no fear.
I knew it: the real danger had passed.
The lesson was simple, but costly:
Sometimes, the man who seems the strangest is the one who protects the most.
And sometimes, the only way to face fear… is to take someone’s hand and stay together.
