Annalise
After Max and I made love, the rest of the time we spent together was very melancholy. They left us down there together for a full day. We talked about our would-be dreams, we sat in silence, we gazed at each other longingly. Our time together was precious, especially since it was the last time we would be together, until the moon goddess took us home, that is. I had no doubt that I would be dead soon. I also had a sick feeling that they would kill Max after I was gone. He felt otherwise, stating that we would walk out of this together. Doubtful. Perhaps he would be able to escape while they were busy with me. I prayed that he would be okay. This was my problem to deal with and I failed. He shouldn't have to suffer for my mistakes.
"I can feel your despair," Max said, his eyes
