Twenty three

Sarah looked at James neutrally. He just kept smiling.

"Why is it that every time I'm with you, you smile?" she asked.

"Because I'm happy when I see you back."

Sarah laughed.

"I'm afraid you won't see me anymore." she expressed kindly. James snorted.

"You're leaving again?"

"I never came back," she confessed as he stroked her cheek.

"And what is this really?"

Sarah sighed.

"Let your soul be at ease. Please."

"What do you mean?"

"It's time to move on. I'm with you and Portia. I'll always be there."

"I...Sarah..."

"Do what you have to do." she smiled. Instantly, she started to walk away.

No. No. He had to get her back. He tried to hold her but it was useless, her figure disappeared.

And it was all over. James opened his eyes. Sweat was pouring down his forehead rapidly. His labored breathing made his chest ache and the tachycardia made his heart feel like a rock. He was hyperventilating. He tried to calm herself, though his fluttering heart prevented him from doing so.

- Luna - he utter