The young maiden didn't know Rio was hugging her because he was worried about the possible future and not the tragic past.
Rio spend a few hours in this state before he calmed down.
He sat up on the bed and gazed towards the window in thin air as if thinking something.
Lia climb down from the bed to draw the curtains of the windows as Rio was staring at the closed one.
He broke from his contemplation when bright light invaded his eyes.
Sun was glistening in the clear sky. Night had already passed while he was going through a major event.
"What are you thinking?" Lia asked with a tender voice while turning around.
"Don't you wanna know who is this Layla?" He asked with a bittersweet smile.
"I do but I don't want you to go through the same nightmare again while telling me. Your wife isn't that selfish." A doting voice escaped Lia's cherry-like lips.
Rio sighed hearing her words.