Fragile Touch

Jaxon plopped down on the bench in the garden as the girl awkwardly stood beside him before she sat down as well, a little away from him.

Jaxon watched her knee bouncing as she fidgeted with her fingers. She was anxious.

"What's your name?" He asked after the longest time.

"Nyla," Was her innocent reply.

Good Lord, this girl looked so naive and soft. How would she survive with a monster like Jaxon