“It’s better this way,” Aerith says quietly. “Trust me when I say it is.”

You didn’t ask to date someone being hunted by the Shinra. She’s already lost too many people; she can’t lose you, too. Maybe it’s selfish, but for once in her life she’s going to be. Aerith loves you more than she’ll ever be able to describe.

You don’t even know what she really is.

“Please,” she says, fingers curling around yours. She kisses your knuckles. “I want you to be happy.”