His Regret
"And I need to go."
"Daisy..."
"You have to accept it, Lucien. Say the words."
He stood up slowly. He walked around the desk, and every step looked like it hurt him. He stopped right in front of me. Close enough to touch, but he didn't.
"No," he said.
"Lucien, please..."
"No!" he roared, and the windows rattled.
"I don't accept! I will never fucking accept! You can reject me a thousand times, Daisy, and I'll say no a thousand times!"