“I am leaving tomorrow, Henry,” Annie said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what’s going to happen, Henry, I am so scared, I have never been left alone to do things like this, this is the critical stage of my life, I don’t want to go but I don’t have a choice” her hands shaking as she spoke.
Henry stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind him. He reached out for her, his hand hovering near her arm but never touching it, as if afraid she might recoil,he then sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as if trying to find the right words to tell her but they never came.
"I know this is hard, Annie," he said, his voice strained. "But you need to trust me. Everything will be alright, I promise."
"How can I trust you?" Annie’s voice cracked. "You’re not even with me. I
