"Something tells me that you won't need to bite your wrist for me anymore," she joked, suddenly sounding more like herself.

"Leila!" I said, crying openly as I pulled her to my chest. I pulled back and crushed my lips to hers, and she responded with all of the pent up passion that we both felt. "Leila, love. I'm so sorry "

"Shush," she cooed, looking into my eyes. "It wasn't your fault."

"Yes, it was!" I said, as tears ran down my cheeks. "I should have protected ...