".....Can't you let go of my hand?" I grumbled as I was forcefully dragged towards the canteen.
"...No, you might run away," Christina replied firmly, tightening her grip on my wrist.
"....Why would I do that?" I rebuked, but instead of replying, she looked back, her sapphire eyes glaring at me.
"....I'm not leaving you," she replied, tightening her grip on my hand again, "Not this time."
"Let me at least tie my lace." I requested looking at my shoes, which were united.
"No, you can do that later." She replied shaking her head.
I remained silent as I took deep breaths, trying to calm my restless heart.
[...Are you alright?]
I'm not!
Damn it, my chest is hurting because of my heart, and even my stomach feels like it's twisting in on itself.
And all those memories of the game...
Why are they repeating in my mind now?
Why, out of all times, now I am seeing how she would die if she stays with me...
Fuck!!
