"Are… are you real?" Alicia's voice cracked in her uncertainty. She did not turn back to look at the person hugging her from behind, fearing that he might be nothing but a hallucination borne from her desperate desire of seeing him again. She was certain she had not managed to open the gates yet!
"I am, Alicia." His low-pitched and raspy voice sent life surging into her dying heart. "Turn around. Look at me, my wife…" he whispered as his hand slowly moved to hers.
Alicia trembled and her tears burst out in a renewed flood when she turned around to face him. Seeing that familiar and beloved face looking back at her, she shot her hands out and desperately touched his face. He was real. He was…
Her body froze, finally seeing the thick swirl of shadows right behind him, coming out from the now partially opened gate. They were akin to large tentacles made of smoke and he seemed to be tied to it or was he connected to it? But before she could ask him about it, his lips parted to speak.
"I'm sorry…" he kissed away the fat tears that were still flowing unrestrainedly from her eyes. Listening to him say those two words only caused her heart to break all over again. "I'm so sorry, Alicia."
She could not fathom any other emotions in his now pitch-black demonic eyes but the trembling of his fingers on her face and the shaking of his voice had told her all that needed to be said.
Shaking her head, Alicia forced her broken voice out. "No… please… please tell me you're not going to…"
"I came back to tell you to –"
"No, please… Ezekiel… don't!! Take me!! Take me with you –" Alicia seemed to have suddenly gone wild. Her hands dropped from his face to his arms, and she clawed at them, as though wanting to pull herself further into his embrace. As though she was trying to merge herself with him – into his flesh and bones, if possible. She did not want him leaving her again. Not when she had just gotten him back for a few moments.
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