Maya sat on the bed, holding a pillow over her lap as she thought to herself.
"Maya? Are you okay?"
She shrugged in reply.
"I don't feel good."
Phoenix walked into the bedroom and sat opposite her on the bed.
"You feeling sick or something?"
She shook her head as she leaned down, pressing her forehead to the pillow. It wasn't long after that when Phoenix heard soft sobbing noises. He moved himself so he was next to her, stroking her soft hair until she sat back up, but refused to look at him.
"You don't have to say anything." She turned to face him slightly but she still didn't make eye contact. "But please remember that you can. You can trust me."
He grabbed the box of tissues from beside the bed and kissed her forehead as he softly wiped away her tears.
"So what's wrong? Only if you want to talk about it."
"Nick be honest, am I burden to you?"
"What? No! Of course not! Why would you ever think that?"
"I don't know. You always tell me I'm useful but I always feel like I'm useless."
"Maya, seriously, you've helped me so much since I first met you, you make me laugh as well during dark times. I care about you and I don't like seeing you beat yourself up like this, you are not a burden, you are not useless. Trust me."
Maya nodded. "I trust you."