[When he moves forward she uses their linked hands to guide his arm around her, letting go so she can slip both her arms around his waist and hug herself against him, leaning her head into the crook of his neck. She hates all of this, hates that somehow one moment between them is forcing one of them leave.]

I don't want you to leave.

[She whispers, her breath hitching a little as she hugs him tightly.]