“Sarah!” Tom shouted breathlessly. He couldn’t lose her; he wouldn’t lose her.
“This isn’t your choice, Tom!” Sarah screamed. She would do what she had planned. Then it would be over. She knew she must; she refused to see another choice.
“Sarah,” Tom choked on his words, tears welling in his eyes. “Please, don’t do this. I, … I love you.”
Sarah looked back at him, away from the painless fall the cliff offered. “Tom?”
Tom stepped impulsively forward and grabbed her hand. “Sarah, I love you.” Then he did something unplanned, something sporadic, he kissed her.