She pretended to struggle a few times.
She knew Leona Grant wouldn't let her go. Sure enough, he held her even tighter, his kiss turning fierce.
He gripped both of her hands tightly, pressing them against his chest.
Annabelle Linton passively accepted his kiss, which lasted for a long, long time.
When the kiss ended, Leona Grant held her tightly. Annabelle Linton rested her head on his shoulder, breathless, her face pressed against his neck, feeling the scorching heat of his body.
Smelling the strong scent of medicine on him, she thought of the virus, of the few days she had left, of their inevitable separation. As she lay her head on his shoulder, she only felt colder.
Annabelle Linton listlessly closed her eyes.
"Annabelle Linton, you can't leave. I won't allow you to leave me. Do you hear me?"
