Struggle between hatred and love

Kyrell felt like he was dreaming. Here he was finally in front of the one he loved the most. Even touching her felt like a sin for she was too precious for someone like him. But letting her go? That seemed even more impossible. As he roamed his eyes on her, a small injury on her face made him frown.

"You're hurt" words left his mouth making Lyra break out of her daze. She quickly tried to distance herself from him but his grip on her chin tightened even more, "Stop with that" Kyrell warned, "Stop distancing yourself from me" It felt like his heart was being ripped apart from his chest. Her eyes looking at him were filled with so much contempt that it hurt him.