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Dina is the one I want. But she comes with ghostly baggage.
I can live with that.
Eric
I'd ask myself what I did to deserve this if the thought didn't seem so idiotic.
I know exactly what I did.
And the one thing I was trying to prevent, the one person I couldn't bear to lose—in my desperate attempt to hold on to her, I may have lost her completely.
I've watched Dina fall apart before. In my arms, many times. Alone in bed. From pleasure. From sadness. From loneliness, because I can't ever be enough for her.
I'll never be what Dina needs. And watching her now, fall apart for Nix… I've never felt such gut-wrenching fear.
I'm going to lose her.
My lover. My light. My everything.
I'd deserve it, too.
For what I did to Nix, and the others. For what I thought of doing to Dina. If I killed her, she could be here with me forever. The only thing that stopped me was the fear that if I killed her, she might simply move on.
Most do, in fact.
Shame.
It's so heavy, it clouds my vision. I'm so damn ashamed of myself.
How could I even contemplate extinguishing such a radiant, wonderful soul? A beautiful human, full of heat and life?
They lie there on the bed, and I know it; I know what's coming. I can see it in Dina's eyes. She's crying.
This is the end.
She's going to leave me for him.
I can't take it. If my lungs functioned, I'd hyperventilate. I can feel whatever tethers me to this horror house—now, a beautiful home I wouldn't give up for anything, if it meant staying with Dina—I'm slipping away from it. From her.
If I could cry, tears would stream down my cheeks.
My Dina, she can't look away.
How will she cast me out? Will Nix do it?
I can feel his power. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before. His control over death is nothing short of masterful. He could snuff me out, just as easily as I did to him, as I thought of doing to Dina. Only I wouldn't come back, like he did.
What will happen to me?
I feel sick. But I can't look away from those soulful dark eyes. At least she'll have a chance to be happy. That's all I really want. For Dina not to feel trapped. By me, by our relationship.
I love her with every particle of my being. And the knowledge that I'll never be enough for her is gutting. But at least she could be happy, even if it's without me.
Nix kisses her hard, then crawls out of bed.
His cock is semi-hard, and it bounces between his legs as he walks over to me, pulls Dina's panties out of my mouth, and props his hands on his hips.
"Now, what are we going to do with you?"
