Once again it was clear how safe she felt in his arms. Really, there was no denying it, and she thought if she even tried to get away from him she might suffer even more.
"We can, um..." She sniffled. "Try to use this for good, I guess." Like I can keep telling you how much I love you and nobody needs to know how mushy and cheesy we are. I love you, I love you, I love you. she tried for a smile, but it was like suddenly those feelings also brought pain with them. She loved him so much, it hurt because he'd know just how much. And he could easily take advantage of it; not that he would, she hoped. He was Rhys, he was a good guy. Hopefully.
"Just...Don't...Don't hurt me. Don't manipulate me by knowing I'd fucking die for you if I had to. It'd be so easy, but don't." She hated to be begging, but it was really scary.