It was supposed to be our final interaction, lasting no longer than a second, after which I would have closed the door to hate myself for eternity.
But this man is not one to follow my plans, to agree with the painful future I have decided for myself. He always surprises me, which is one of the reasons I love him as much as I do.
He doesn't react at first. He freezes, while I experience the worst as well as the best time of my life.
I slowly pull away, starting to feel the emptiness, and am about to let go, as Jerah decides not to let me. He pulls me in his arms, putting my face on his chest, making me unable to see his face.
"Please," I say, my voice breaking, "Please let me go. I'm losing myself to you, more and more, with each passing second. I can't do this anymore."
I push against his chest, trying to break free, to escape. Tears start streaming down my face. But he refuses.