Prolouge: Kristy

Staring into her beautiful hazel eyes that were marred with pain, I immediately stood up, making my chair protest against the tile, and met her mouth with mine. I grabbed her waist, pulling her to me.
"I love you. Remember that," I whispered against my lips, and kissed her harder, posessively. And she loved it, I know she did.
She broke away for a moment, looking into my eyes.
"Always," she whispered.