Sadness

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Until he grabbed her hand. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked at him confused.

He just smiled sadly and grabbed her hand with both hands.

"You're cold"

Yes, she was always cold. She had never found something (or someone) to warm up her soul.

Until he took her hand. It was gentle, like a hug but also full of passion and fear.

Fear.

What had just happened? Neither of them said a word, but she did raise her head to meet his eyes.

His deep green eyes.

And she fell.