He doesn't give up. His lips hover close, trying to connect with mine again. I turn my head slightly, my body trembling as I fight the urge to give in. How long can I resist?
Instead, he pulls me into another embrace again, holding me so tightly it feels like he never plans to let go.
"Ar...thur..." I whisper his name, my voice barely audible. I didn't mean to call him that-it just slips out. I feel his lips curve into a smile against the side of my neck.
He tightens his hold on me, and my body stiffens.
"This... this is wrong. Please... let me go. It's really wrong..." I finally manage to say, though it takes everything in me to get the words out.
"I love you," he whispers. "I really love you. Please, tell me your fears. I'll fix everything. Then we can be happy together."
"You don't understand..." My voice shakes.
"How can I understand if you won't tell me? My love, please, say it. Whatever it is, just tell me," he pleads, his tone soft yet desperate.
"You won't love me anymore if I
