She reached out her hand to touch what was the mirage of his face and body. As her hand reached for his face she stop just to leave an inch of air between her hand and his face. Making sure as she ran her hand around the curves of his face not to touch him. As her hand traced his body she began to remember the pain of his touch. His mirage ran his fingers down her arm her face began to cringe as his hand lingured longer. He wrapped his arms around her body. She began to cry out as he held her in his arm. She tried fall to the floor to free her body from his.