[NOUR]
It was hard.
Harder than Nour had ever imagined.
He wasn't sure how long he had been talking about Don Refugio, but when he felt his tears still down his cheeks, the crown prince did the only thing he could at the entrance.
He made it rain.
He refused to let anyone see him cry, which was crazy because his friends had been with him through thick and thin.
He didn't have to hide from anything, yet this one triggered him in one too many ways. It was the kind that had his heart shattering, because every word he had spoken about Don Refugio felt so close to everything he had been trying so hard not to think about with his father.
The old man had always looked at him like a son. How, Don Refugio had been home for him. How the old man cared for him and had Nour feeling like his home was Nour's home too.
