Michael pushed open the door to the presidential suite and carried Diana in. He carried her calmly to the room and laid her on the bed, tucking her in. He straightened himself as his eyes stared at her. She was beautiful in all ramifications; he couldn't believe someone as beautiful would let herself become so vulnerable.
What must have made her want to ruin herself? Michael wondered as he watched her. After some time he turned around and walked away from her. Suddenly she whimpered;
''Don't leave me… '' Michael froze on his spot and he turned to look at her; her eyes were shut but she was crying. His throat tightened and he hesitated before going back to check on her;
She was gripping the quilt as tears dropped from her eyes; Michael felt a tug on his heart as he stared at her. He lifted his hand to her face and wiped her tears.
