The hot salty tears spilled over freely as suddenly as he'd grabbed her, there was nothing she could do to stop them despite hating herself for them. It was too much, bruised muscle flinched with pain in his grip and he was so close and she'd sentenced herself to her own death.

Daniel's voice and the twisted sadistic intimacy that threatened to pull her in to the facade had tipped her over the edge. Lips trembling in fear as she spoke, her breath whispered against his lips with every word in response.

"You're not Daniel. That's not Daniel. Let him live and I won't kill myself. But you can undress yourself."