A sob escapes her lips as he leans in. His breath is warm against her mouth, and she can almost taste the peppermint emitting from him. His lips hover over her, barely touching, and he stares deeply into her eyes, searching, "We are not shades of black, white or grey. We are visionary colours of all. I'm so sorry", his voice breaks. "I love you, and I'm sorry I ruined you."