After bawling his eyes out for a while, Noah somehow managed to calm himself down. But thus when the tears stopped, a sense of embarrassment hit him hard.
Wiping his tear-soaked puffy cheeks, he kept facing downwards on the bed being unable to look at Xanthus in his eyes.
Where on the other hand, when Xanthus observed him finally calming down in his embrace, he unleashed his hold and stood up from the bed. He walked a few steps away from him as if he wanted to provide him with some space.
'Damn…I have been a grown-ass adult for years already, yet I can't believe I cried my eyes out on another man's shoulder like that! Damn it, I feel like dying in shame…how am I supposed to face him now? He must be really thinking of me as a crybaby…'
Regretting his vulnerable breakdown in that spur of the moment, Noah couldn't help but cuss at himself in his mind while still wiping his wet eyes.
