Tears rolled down Soleia's cheeks as she stared at Rafael, her lips trembling with disbelief. Soleia's eyes seemed to blur, and for a second, she could hardly see the clear features of the man in front of her. But his eyes, clear and green as they were, remained just as she remembered. He stared at her with such vibrant intensity that her heart fluttered and her breath shook.
Soleia raised a hand, her finger grazing the helmet the soldier wore. Now that she could have a better look at him without having to worry about Ricard, she could see the features she loved. She was sure that it was Rafael, and judging by the slight amusement in his eyes, she knew he was suppressing a smile of his own.
"I thought you wouldn't be too happy to see me," Rafael said, his voice slightly muffled by the helmet he wore. "I have to admit that I am quite touched you would cry for me still."
