"Where do you think you are going?" his hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, "Do you think you can just leave after what you did?"
"W-why can't I?" I leaned my body backward, trying to add the distance between the two of our bodies, "Is that the wrong way to take responsibility?"
"It's not wrong," he replied, his eyes brooding over mine. "But it's not enough," a mesmerizing smile appeared on his face as his eyes traveled down to my lips, staring at it as if he wanted to have a taste, "I need more."
I quickly turned my head sideways, feeling my body getting hotter by the minute, "W-what do you mean it's not enough? I think it's more than—"
He pulled on my hand and placed it on his chest, "Can you feel it? My heart, it's like this because of you."
