Those words were like the rainbow appearing after the hurricane attack. It was hope. It was progress. He froze for a moment, contemplating whether he should celebrate or just end himself. But he immediately realized his proposal might have come too early. She was finally asking him to hold her and it made his heart almost burst out from his chest.
It was so unexpected. She was so wicked. She made him beg so many times and tortured him to the brink of destruction for this, just for her to ask him to hold her as he was about to break. He wished he could say 'no' to get back at her but goddamnit! How the hell could he?!! She was finally making a move. She was finally asking for something for him to hold her. Sure, in terms of progress, this definitely felt like it was moving at a snail's pace, but it was still progress! And there was no way he would turn that down.
