Letting out a tear, she held her hand out to me, grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her. Licking my lips, I cupped her cheeks, not blocking the eye-contact.

The obsessive side of mine I never wanted her to witness was emerging and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

“I won’t let you go. Not now, nor ever, you hear me? What are you going to do about it? Leave me how Veronica did?!”

Growling, I lifted her to incline our heads as my lips were a few centimeters after hers.

“I won’t…”

She released a soft tone, tears glistening in her eyes… holding compassion for...