Seeing Red - 2
"Please." She'd said. "Please."
And so he'd capitulated, like a coward. Like a hopeless, shell of man who couldn't face immortality before once - just once - being able to hold her, love her, be hers without consequences.
"Please." She'd said. "Please."
How had he become this man? Who gave in so easily to slavery in exchange for life?
He felt the creature's breath on his own, felt it slither through his mouth. He gagged, then choked, a scream painting his throat. His field of vision darkened into blood-haze as he lost autonomy, a freakish whisper begging forgiveness.
"Please." She'd said. "Please."
