As he held me right there, in his arms, as tight as he could, I could feel my eyes prickle. In an attempt to move away and keep my tears at bay, I pushed at him with all I had. I didn't seem to succeed in doing so. He held on firmly, His hands gripping me to his chest like there was no escaping. And I didn't think that I could escape. It was a lost cause. How could I escape him?