Star's POV

I couldn't help the smile that played on my lips as I soaked a rag in a bucket of water. I was done scrubbing and it was time to wipe off the dirt. My eyes strayed to Archer again. He smiled at me but I could trace the tiredness in his eyes. 

He really was one of the sweetest persons I had encountered all my life. I smiled to myself as I continued cleaning, recalling how I had always wanted a male figure like this in my life. Someone who cared about me regardless of my inadequacies. Someone who stood the gap of a protector. Archer knew he...