"Please, Fil… Don't leave me. I'll be good, just… don't leave me."
Deep lines appeared between Fil's brows as she glanced at Vincent. His entire body was trembling and his embrace was tight. She could feel the desperation and fear in his warmth, which she didn't expect.
'Is he… crying?' she wondered, snapping her eyes, reviewing the Vincent she knew in the past years. 'He is crying…?'
Vincent buried his face in her shoulder, clasping her clothes tightly. His teeth were clenched, mustering his courage to say a word. But alas, nothing came out. All he could do for a moment was hold on to her as if afraid once he let go, she would be gone forever.
"Don't leave me," he breathed out through gritted teeth after a full minute of silence. "I can't and won't move on if you do."
