"Even if I plead with you, from this moment on... don't ever come back to me again, alright?"
Abigail suddenly reached out and clasped Dante's slightly calloused hand.
As soon as she spoke, a faint shimmer returned to her eyes.
What was wrong with her? Why did everything feel so hopeless?
Her voice trembled as she asked over and over, "Please... can't you just let me beg you?"
"...Alright."
Almost unintentionally, Dante let the word slip.
It was a short reply-yet for some reason, it pierced straight into her heart.
"Thank you."
Right after whispering her thanks, Abigail wrapped her arms around Dante's neck and pressed her lips to his, cold and firm.
Before her reason could stop her, she allowed herself this one final act of recklessness.
All these years-just this once. This woul
