Giving herself to him, was what she always yearned for. But now he was here, in her reach. If she walked away, he would let her. They would stray from each other's lives at a distance so close, yet so far. He would give it up. However, if she stayed- their walls would fall. It would diminish into the ground, taking the place of another power. One that would not separate them but instead bind them together. She was his possession, and he never intended to let her go. It was frightening just how much he had to resist her. Esme nervously gulped. This was her life. Her head was clear and full of clarity, and she knew that abandoning her emotions for him would never last long enough.