[Eric's POV]
★ Heavy breathing ★
"Eric please let me go" she pleaded, she was dangling dangerously at the top of the building and crying. The only thing preventing her from falling over, was my grip on her wrist.
"Trice, are you insane? I will not love you if you are dead." I yelled at her. I refused to call the emergency service because something like this would definitely get the press and paparazzi in my face and I did not need that. How did I get into this mess with Trice. Why does she need to be this dramatic?
"Please Eric, let me go." She looked me in the eye, her tears were still running down her cheek. She loosened up her grip on my wrist.
"F**k! Trice do you really want to die? Do not let go, I will not let you go, what would happen to me, if you died here tonight?" I said,
