His eyes burning with rage, he still kneels down by my bed, holding out his hands, fisting mine in them. Although I strain to get away from his hold, he doesn't yield, only tightens his hold. "Believe it or not, you're the only thing, the only person, who is tying to get me into life right now, and it's because I care about you."
I opened my mouth to say something, but his eyes swallowed any sort of protest I had.