Demetrius’s [POV]

Whenever she left my side, I would feel like suffocating. And the worst thing was I was not even trying to get better. I just wanted to stay the same even if it hurt.

It had gotten to the point that even if she told me she did not want me anymore; I would still keep looking at her. It was as if no one could replace her. And if she wanted to kill me, I would invite her in with open arms.

"Dem?"

"Huh?"

"You are squeezing me. I can't breathe," she said and I noticed just ...