A.N. This is not the full story. I am writing it, and will publish the whole thing. I hope to finish it before 2015... but no promises!
“When I leave this room, you will be dead to me. You will not exist.”
She turned around and headed towards the door. She was finally confident that she could leave him behind, forget him. He reached out and grabbed her pale, slender hand in his tanned, smooth one. To his relief, she didn’t withdraw her hand, but turned around to face him. There were tears in her eyes.
“I only ever wanted to see you. Talk to you. Hold you.”
“How would you hold me?” she said in a trembling whisper.
He reached out his free hand to touch her cheek. His fingers slid around her neck, and his thumb drew circles on the skin in front of her left ear. He threaded his fingers through her ebony locks. A solitary tear rolled down her face.
She leaned forward, and gave him a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth.
“Goodbye.” She turned and ran out the door.
She never stopped running.