"Come with me," M whispered softly into my hair as he ran his hands over my face, pressing me against his chest. "You know I can't, university, Leonie... I just can't" I breathed out, barely audible. Because I knew that if he left, everything would fall apart. But if he left without me, I knew I wouldn't see him again. He would vanish again, from a killer to a lover, nothing had changed in his dark eyes. SARCASM WARNING- Read at your own risk.All Rights Reserved