Brennan's POV
He seemed calm. It would the last time he would be this close to me. I looked down. I felt even more guilt. I didn't want him to have intercourse with me, but I didn't want to see him in this state.
I cupped his cheek and looked him in the eye. "Thank you for all you've done, but you'll be happier without me," I said. "I won't," he replied putting his hand on mine. "Are you hungry?" I asked. "Not at all. It stops me from thinking clearly," he replied.
His eyes looked sad and full of hope that began to shatter as I spoke. He mouthed don't leave me. I looked away again. It was then he began to throw up, luckily it missed me and went to my carpet.
