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“
But
you
won
’
t
tell
me
.
”
“
If
I
do
,
you
will
run
screaming
from
this
room
,
and
you
’
ll
never
want
to
return
.
”
He
stares
at
me
warily
.
“
I
can
’
t
risk
that
,
Anastasia
.
”
“
You
want
me
to
stay
.
”
“
More
than
you
know
.
I
couldn
’
t
bear
to
lose
you
.
”
Oh
my
.
He
gazes
down
at
me
,
and
suddenly
,
he
pulls
me
into
his
arms
and
he
’
s
kissing
me
,
kissing
me
passionately
.
It
takes
me
completely
by
surprise
,
and
I
sense
his
panic
and
desperate
need
in
his
kiss
.
“
Don
’
t
leave
me
.
You
said
you
wouldn
’
t
leave
me
,
and
you
begged
me
not
to
leave
you
,
in
your
sleep
,
”
he
murmurs
against
my
lips
.
Oh
…
my
nocturnal
confessions
.
“
I
don
’
t
want
to
go
.
”
And
my
heart
clenches
,
turning
itself
inside
out
.
This
is
a
man
in
need
.
His
fear
is
naked
and
obvious
,
but
he
’
s
lost
…
somewhere
in
his
darkness
.
His
eyes
are
wide
and
bleak
and
tortured
.
I
can
soothe
him
,
join
him
briefly
in
the
darkness
and
bring
him
into
the
light
.
