And then as suddenly as it had started, the kiss was broken off. Almost indignant, she popped her eyes open and stared at him in mild annoyance but only met his gaze stormy and yet so caring staring down at her. She resisted the urge to yell the question on her mind, instead she conveyed her question as much as she could with her eyes. Thank goodness the jerk was smart enough to understand.
"Are you…….are you okay with this?".
This was it. This was her chance to stop this act of madness, grab her remaining piece of sanity and walk out the door. Even as she told herself that, she felt the huge resistance settle in. And in that moment she realized something. Damn what happened to Melaniá. Even as she stared into these bottomless ocean eyes of his, she knew she wasn't fully seeing her Iago.
