Issahil

Sniffing, I pulled away from Hudson's arms, and then rose to my feet. My palm moved to my face to wipe the tears on it, and then I turned to Hudson whose eyes I noticed were watching me all along. 

“Please, you can't tell my father about what happened today. Can you do me this favour?” I placed both my hands together pleadingly.

“He already has enough worries of his. I promise, I am fine. I just lost it for a minute but it won't happen again.” My last statement was mostly me reassuring myself not him.

Hudson sighed, and then nodded. “I won't tell your father about today....