"You're making this hard for the both of us!" He shouted.
"Making it hard? I'm making it easy," She turns around. Tears streaming down her face. "Leave me." She whispered.
The rise and fall of their chest. The way the wind blew through window curtains and the way they stand distant from each other. It's a moment they share in pain and passion.
"I don't want to ruin you," She says in stifle sobs.
"Baby, you already did," He took one step forward. "The moment I touch you, I know I was done for."