Different

"Let go of me!" I screamed through the tears running down my cheeks. "Not until you say it," he replied, gripping my wrist tighter, so the pain began to surge through my arm. "Fine, I love you," I whispered, defeated by his blue eyes. "Finally," he replied just as quiet, pulling me into a hug. As much as I wanted to leave his arms and run as fast as I could away from him. I couldn't. I did love him. So I stayed. I'd become a part of his world.