[IVAN]
“Come on, Ana,” I can’t give up. I can’t. She’s so close. I want her so bad. “Don’t be so cruel.”
Tears wobble in her eyes but before they roll down her face, she wipes them clean with the back of her hand. She turns to the other side and gets up from the bed. But I reach over and grab her hand instead.
“And where do you think you’re going?”
She yanks her arm off my grasp and skims a hand through her wet hair. She grits her teeth. “Well, it doesn’t look like you’re inclined to leave anytime soon so I might as well do the honors and leave first.”
“Ana…”
“Please, Ivan. Nothing more from you. I just can’t…” Her voice quivers. “I just can’t deal with this right now.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
“What difference does it make?”
“It makes all the f*****g difference in the world, Ana.”
Fist
