Despite myself, I could feel my eyes filling with tears and I turned my head so that she couldn't see my face. Isabella turned off the light on the bedside table and stayed there, sitting close to me in the dark, listening to the weeping of a miserable drunk, asking no questions, offering no opinion, offering nothing other than her company and her kindness, until I fell asleep.
( Carlos Ruiz Zafón )
[ The Angel's Game ]
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