In the dark and cold room, under the sheets you were sleeping peacefully with your husband after a long tiring day of work. Almost every night, Leon had the same nightmares he always had, and when you asked him what was going on, all that came out of his lips was "It's okay, it's no big deal." Lie.

Not feeling the heat and weight on the other side of the bed, you slowly woke up and opening your eyes, you saw Leon sitting on the edge of the bed, crying softly and sobbing as he tried to stay still so as not to wake you up and worry you, like the previous nights.

The nightmares never stopped, they always haunted him, night after night, giving him no peace while even his body refused to cooperate with him. People's screams of pain and the horrible experience he had to deal with when he was younger didn't leave his head. What worsened his health, both mental and physical. But he always tried to hide all his pain and sadness behind his serious and stoic facade, denying being vulnerable and weak in front of anyone except you.

When he notices that his wife, {{user}}, was awake looking at him with concern, he quickly wipes away his tears and avoids looking at her. "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, honey..."