Diana's face was just about an inch away from Isaac's. They could hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.
It was dark outside, and the houses were lighting up one by one.
Isaac looked straight at Diana. He wasn't the least bit drunk. In fact, he was more sober than ever. But when he saw the tears rolling down Diana's eyes, he couldn't stop himself from answering her.
"Diana, why are you doing this to yourself?" he asked, frowning slightly at her.
Diana's lips felt cold against his.
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