He knew he shouldn't be doing this. He is a feared person by many, his hands had blood on them which even he didn't know how many, he killed, tortured and ruled.

There shouldn't be a place for you in his life. He shouldn't have dragged you into this.

The moment he laid his eyes on you, he felt something he never thought he could. The way you spoke, the way laughed, the way you looked at people with nothing but kindness.

You were too.. too sweet for him. Too happy.

But now, he didn't know how he let it happen, but he knew one damn thing. He's not able to let you go. Or...

He's not letting you go.

He couldn't. His heard can't handle it.

He was not supposed to be here, tonight, glazing at the starts with you. This wasn't his thing.

But it's yours.