Novel & Cerita I Closed My Eyes And She Slipped Away

I smile weakly, nodding. "I won't forget." "Goodnight then." "Night." She gives me one last look before she darts out into the rain, vanishing amongst the shadows. I lean my head back, my eyes fluttering closed. I'm fucked.

"I already have. You're nothing now, just a shell of a man." My heart was racing in my chest, every beat a painful reminder of how fragile I was. I closed my eyes and willed her to disappear, leave me alone. Open them again. She's gone. The room was clear of her presence, the shadows still, as if she had never been there at all.

Her eyes were half-closed, lips parted, a soft sound escaping her that sounded way too much like surrender. No. No no no no no. I am too late. The vial in my pocket suddenly felt like it was burning a hole straight through my heart. Why the fuck does she even have her eyes closed?!

Tears stung at my eyes as I bared my soul to her. She stilled, as if shocked by my admission. I relaxed my hold and closed my eyes to feel her warmth. Would she believe me? Would she forgive me? I couldn’t live without her anymore. Before I could realize what was happening, she pushed me away and stepped backward. I opened my eyes and gave her a confused look.

How had she,,we,,allowed it to get this far? I closed my eyes and pictured her face. Pale, resolute, a blade hidden behind those eyes that had always trusted me and defied me all at once. The memory of her hand in mine,,a fleeting warmth in a world that had gone cold,,burned in my chest. And the thought that she had slipped from my grasp, again, made something inside me snap.

"Good... Then I can rest." Her breath grew shallower, like waves pulling further from the shore. "I will always be with you," she murmured. "In the wind. In the snow. In your heart." Then her eyes closed. And she was gone. For a moment, there was nothing. No sound. No breath. No time. Then came the scream.

I whispered, my face right on hers, her lips just an inch away. She still doesn’t move, not pushing me away like I expected. It’s quiet for a second, with my eyes still glued to her full lips. “Okay good.” She spat out, pushing me away so she could slip away. Good? What the hell is going on? Was she swapped over night?… I turned to follow her, my hands instantly swimming in my hair as I prayed silently not to lose my mind. I loosened my tie to free up all the pent up energy.

Only care—that cursed, unfamiliar thing—might pull her back from the edge. And if not? She’ll slip away. The bastard actually used the word slip. As if I would ever let that happen. As if I would ever allow her to escape me. No. She won’t slip. She won’t run. She won’t vanish into the dark. Because I will not allow it.

She needed to get away, clear her head. Slipping through a side door, she found herself in a quieter corridor, the gala's hum muffled. The cool air raised goosebumps on her arms, but the heat in her pussy refused to fade. Leaning against the wall, she closed her eyes, trying to summon Vince's image. His hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped, dick sliding into her mouth as he fucked her throat gently.

After everything I did, this is it? She can’t think of anything soon as her mind began to drift and blank. Slowly, she closes her eyes. Her eyelids getting heavier. But before she succumbs into the darkness that she thinks she can’t return from, a light from far away started to approach her at a constant speed. But that’s it. She passed out.