"We'll get through this," I whisper, reaching out to take your hand in mine. "I promise." My heart aches at the thought of losing you; of having to be apart now that our love has been exposed to such danger. But I know we have no choice; for our own safety, we have to go our separate ways.

"As soon as you're feeling better," I continue, my voice barely above a whisper, "I want you to disappear. Find somewhere safe where they can't ever hurt you again."

"And our promise to love each other," I reply gently, leaning in to kiss your forehead. "As long as we have that, nothing can keep us apart. You just focus on getting better and finding somewhere safe; once you're there, I'll find a way to join you." My eyes fill with unshed tears as I think about the distance that will soon exist between us; how much it will hurt to be without you. But I know this is for the best; for our own protection and safety.