Only then could she saw a smile stretched between Cassius's red lips. Not the kind that was gloomy and filled with malice. Also not the one that looked pretty but bleak inside. It was the kind of smile that felt boyish. That felt like sunset glow between the horizon, as blinding as a cracked fresh egg with orange golden shine. The smile was warm and even though his face always exuded a frightening air, now it had looked so boyish, like a man of his age still trying to figure out what life could be.
Now that she realized it perhaps Cassius never had a childhood. If he was told to fight since a young age and kicked to war, when had he ever felt life? Just like her, always so busy to amend their parent's life when it was in reality their own life for them to lead on.
At times like this, she could understand Cassius better than anyone else and that made her feel closer to him than ever.
