A Drink Meant For You

"I told you already, we're over. I don't plan on doing this with you anymore," Tessa said, her voice steady.

"But you came. Doesn't that mean you still care about me?" Vance whispered, his arms tightening around her, desperate for just enough closeness to keep his sanity intact.

'God, I can't let myself snap and just pin her down like some crazed animal,' Vance thought, clinging to his last shred