Mine, Always

Liriel;

I stood frozen in the middle of the room, his words echoing inside my mind like a mocking laughter.

"I will pick my wife over my best friend any day."

Wife.

Wife!?

I barely noticed the sting in my palm until I realised how tightly I was gripping the vial still hidden in my sleeve. My nails had dug into my flesh, but I didn't care.

He didn't even wait for my reply before he turned around.

He was walking away.

Turning his back on me.

On me!!

No. I won't allow this. I will never allow it. I can not lose him. I can not let this happen. 

No fucking way. 

I need to stop him. Regain control of this entire mess. I watch him get to the door, and my lips move in a desperate attempt to stop him.

"Kealith," I call softly. My voice sweet and steady... too steady for the storm rumbling in my chest.