Sitting next to him
I knocked lightly on the door before entering, feeling the softness of the carpet as I sat down next to him. Tim removed his headphones and looked at me curiously, without hostility. I smiled, relieved that he didn’t push me away. We remained silent for a moment, enveloped in the quiet familiarity of his room, which seemed to offer just the right setting. My aim was to make him feel safe, to let him know that he could share with me whatever was troubling him.
Sitting next to him
A cautious look
Tim looked at me with a gleam of caution in his dark eyes, but he didn’t back down. “I’m here to listen to you, Tim. You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to,” I assured him. He hesitated, maintaining an expression that was difficult to decipher. Sharing what was in his heart seemed like an enormous burden, but I stood firm beside him, making it clear in the silence that I was prepared to receive anything he decided to reveal.
A Cautious Look
