"Let me go."
A loud crash and the shattering of glass fills Lucas's office when the bottle he just threw connects with the wall.
"No!"
With his fists clenched he repeats the same answer that met her request many times before letting her walk out of his office. He can't let her go, not in a million years. He is probably hurting her by not giving her what she wants yet again but he doesn't care. She can ask for whatever else from him except that. He knows what life without her is like in this world of his that is filled with so many people that just want a piece of him. Unlike her who never asked or expected anything from him except his love.
He would be okay with her leaving if he had never tasted the beauty of her love because then all he would have known is the very thing he is runni
