"Ethan.." Her voice broke, again her throat felt the burning sensation that she had felt earlier when she gasped for her first breath of air that she had inhaled in months, "Ethan babe- Ethan it’s me.." She stepping behind him as she turned away and reached out and let her hand touch the skin of his arm, the thought of how she hadn’t been able to feel his skin in so long made it that much harder to talk, "I’m here. It’s me, look at me, I’m here." She spoke softly, pulling his arm delicately, her tone still shaking but comforting, "I’m not tricking you, nobody is tricking you. Believe me. Ask me anything, talk to any of the headmasters, I’m alive. I’m here." She saw how frustrated and broken his eyes were, she only hated herself that much more for ruining two lives.
Ethan paused, his entire body freezing as the female touched his arm gently, his breath completely knocked out from his lungs. It felt like his blood ran cold - but just as quickly heated up once he realized who was touching him. He stood quiet, attempting to think of legitimate reasons as to how this girl could possibly be back... and he couldn't. "You've got that same look in your eyes," He murmured, looking down at her. He felt his own eyes swell up with tears; his composure breaking with ease. Suddenly, he threw his arms around Jordan's slim waist and crushed her body against his much larger one, his face stuffed into her shoulder.
"Jordan, babe," A whisper. "I thought I lost you."
