"Please...stay...turn around..."

I hear you plea as I face away...dammit...I can't stay...it's for your own good...I'm...a black market dealer under the king..sent out for your eyes...eyes that shine like diamonds...I feel you grab my hand and I turn slightly

"No...I can't-"

I freeze. Seeing you...without an eye...blood dripping out of your socket and in your hand...the eye...

"T...this is what you wanted right? So...please...stay..."

you say...tears dripping down from your face