Dexter's Pov.
"I can't!" I yell, finally closing the distance before us.
My hands are shaky and I'm panting heavily, my eyes feel heavy and blur at the same time, my voice is shaky as I fight with myself to stay strong before her, but I can't… I can't pretend to be strong before her.
It's like, I'm at my lowest whenever she's around me, I feel like a mere man, weak and vulnerable.
Slowly I lower my head in surrender as my fist tightly clenches as I grit.
I see Vida's feet take one step forward, her hand slowly rising upward.
What do you want to do? What will she say?
"And why can't you?" I feel her soft dough hand upon my cheek. For the first time ever, I felt warmth in the hand of a human.
I melt as she cups my face in her palms, it's almost as if I should throw myself into her ar
