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Hera closed her eyes. When she felt Bernard shifting and rolling away from her, she immediately reached out to grab him.

"Don't be scared. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," Bernard promised gently. He could feel her body stiffening and hear her breath coming up short.

His heart broke to see her panicking like this. He nearly caved and turned on the lights for her, but he stopped himself when he remembered how her last nyctophobic episode had turned out. Hera's nyctophobia was too critical for her not to learn to overcome it. He could leave all the lights on at home every night, but he could not keep the night's darkness from the rest of the world. Bernard didn't want Hera's system to go into overdrive the next time her nyctophobia acted up and he was not with her.

"The room isn't completely dark. You can open your eyes and look around when you're ready," he murmured. He was lying on his side with his arm under Hera's head. He slowly splayed his fingers while keeping his hand over her eyes.

Hera took several deep breaths, mustering her courage as her eyes fluttered open.

She peered through the gaps in Bernard's fingers. When she saw the glittering swirls of the galaxy and its countless stars playing over the dark ceiling, her breath hitched. It was beautiful. Back when she was living in the mountains, she did not go out after nightfall for fear of the dark. She stayed indoors and read books instead.

After she arrived in the city, her nyctophobia did not act up as much because the city was always well-lit even at night. Still, she did not go out after dark unless absolutely necessary and preferred to stay indoors.

Hera never thought the pitch-black and seemingly abysmal night sky could make her feel anything but fear. But at that moment, she was stunned by the breathtaking view of the galaxy projected above her. She was surprised, and a little scared. Her heart was skipping several beats at once, and she could hear her pulse in her ears.

him. He asked softly, "The galaxy might be dark, but countless stars are shining in it.

as the hand covering her

body trembled uncontrollably as she reached out

be scared.

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gaps between them. Once their hands were intertwined, he reached for the remote and switched

husky voice like a soft lullaby. She felt the warmth of his hand and breathed in his familiar scent. Slowly,

around her and focus on the image

her body, he turned to look at her face,

was delicately chiseled, and he could see

do some stargazing while

from the ceiling and fixed her gaze on

took a moment to regain composure. Focusing on the light from the projection, she

and try again, alright?" Bernard suggested. He had to strike while the