Chapter Sixteen: Final Moments

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After I spoke to Tristan, we talked with Mr. March about how Tristan could make it out of the hotel without the Countess knowing. Tristan had the idea that Liz could possibly help us without making it obvious that she was distracting the Countess. We then asked Liz if she could make it happen and she was more than happy to help us. Once we figured out everything, Tristan and I returned to his room.


Tristan and I spent our last few hours just talking and holding each other. I refused to take my eyes off of him the whole time. I never wanted to forget his face or the color of his eyes. I held his hands tightly in mine, never wanting to forget that feeling. Every part of me wanted to tell him to stay, but I knew he had to go. There was no other way.


"I'm really going to miss this." he said softly as he held me close.
"Me too. I'm really going to miss you." I replied, trying to keep my composure.
"Remember the first time I held you like this." he smiled.
"Of course." I nodded. "It was the first time in my life that I had ever felt safe."
"I also remember the first time I brought you in here." he looked around the room.
"You mean before or after you chased me down and threatened to kill me?" I laughed.
"Hey, you ran from me!" he grinned, "I just wanted to make sure you were going to stay."
"Did you ever think you could fall in love with me?" I asked.

"I thought it might be possible. The first time I seen you I felt something. It was like I was immediately attached to you." he explained. "That's one reason I didn't want you running from me. It wasn't because I was afraid you would run and tell someone about me.  It was because I didn't want to lose the feeling that you made me feel. It was as if I was never really alive until I met you."

"Do you think you would've really killed me?" I questioned.

"No. I don't think I could've." he sat up and shook his head. "Especially after the way you looked into my eyes after I caught you from running. You looked almost used to what was happening. I could tell it wasn't the first time you had been close to death. You looked into my eyes like you were trying to grasp onto the last bit of my humanity. Like you were begging me not to hurt you without saying a word. I realized I couldn't kill you then...and it might sound stupid and dumb, but I think that's when I first started falling in love with you."

"Really?" I sat up with him.
"Yeah... you reminded me that I wasn't just a monster." he took my hand in his and looked into my eyes. "You showed me that I was still human.


He then leaned in and kissed me. When we pulled away, I could see tears once again starting to form in his eyes. He looked so defeated and broken. I hated seeing him like that. I would rather have died a million times, over and over and over again, than see him in so much pain.


We then heard a knock at the door and opened to see Mr. March standing there. Tristan and I looked at each other, knowing that this was it. These were our final moments together.


"Liz is distracting the Countess as we speak. We must hurry." Mr. March told us.


Without a word, we grabbed Tristan's bags and walked to the elevator. The whole time, Tristan didn't let go of my hand once. He held on tightly as if he was planning on walking out the front door with me beside him.


The elevator stopped and the doors opened up into the lobby. I felt my heart sink as we walked out and towards the front doors. The moments we first met were replaying in my head. I never dreamed that this would also be the place where we said goodbye. We walked past the front desk where Iris looked on with a look of sympathy. We finally reached the doors and stopped.

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