Phantomimist Traveler

"Alexandra..." His voice raised as I grabbed my boots, pulling them on.
"Alexandra!" His voice grew louder and more urgent as I now grabbed my bag and hoisted it over my shoulder, I placed my hand on the door knob.
"Alexandra!!" He beckoned, the knob turned with my hand as my head hangs solemnly: I slowly shuffled out of the door.
"Isn't this enough?" His voice cracked causing me to stop in my steps, I slowly turned to look at him. Pain. All I could see was pain written across his face: the man I once despised, loathed, planned to get my vengeance on... He now begs me to stay, and for some stupid reason, no matter how much I can't... Oh god do I desperately want to stay.