"Why?” She whispered, almost afraid as the darkness fell around her quickly.

“Why?” She demanded when it reached him. “What have you done?” She whispered in fear.

“I thought you trusted me.”

She could not see his face, the darkness had caught hold of him so tightly. “I do!” She pleaded.

“Then why are you questioning me?”

How typically cruel of him. But before she crumbled, human nature begged her to defend herself. “I…just want to know…where we are…”

“Don’t you mean where you are?”

She caught her breath, and issued a quiet, “What, do you...?”

“You.” He said. “Are in Heaven.”

“What…”

And I am in Hell.

What…

He smirked. “It’s all quite overrated.” But she still couldn’t see his face.

And she didn’t understand.

He clarified. “You are in Heaven. You get whatever you want.”

With a leap of faith, she reached out into the darkness and felt him, then fell into his arms, like the wind moves the clouds, the moon illuminated them both, and they were