He had walked into the room while she was lying on her bed.She hadn’t noticed him come all she could do was think about the pain.He climbed into the bed with unsure of what he could do for her.He had reached over to her desk and selected one of the oils that were sitting there.He whispered in her ear, “Let me make it better.”He began to pull her shirt up toward her head and took it off of her.The he unhooked her bra strap and laid the straps down on the side.He opened the bottle and began to rub the oil between his hands together.With his hands coming in contact with her back she jumped and tears began to run down her cheek from the pain that was feeling more intensely now. He whispered in her in ear again, “I’m sorry.â€?With each tear that ran down her face, he began to get more upset. Why couldn’t I protect you from this? With half and hour gone by she turned her head toward him,”Thank you.”Within the next hour she had fallen asleep, he had gotten up, sat in the chair to watch her sleep, before holding her.