This is the first of one hundred short pieces I will be writing for the 100snapshots challenge. Most of them will be 100 words each, though some may be around 200 words. I hope everyone enjoys these little glimpses into the lives of a couple whose relationship may never see the light of day.
I can feel the blood pulsating through his arms as they squeeze me between them; his muscles flexed against mine contracted. His eyes are closed, his lids slammed shut as if in pain, but only I know what it all means.
The last moment we have together before he departs, after all the time he spent doing these horrible things behind my back. Now I finally understand why he was never at ease, never relaxed. He wants me to feel the one thing that would be ripped away once their plan flourishes. Before he goes away...before he leaves me.
Safe.