He had heard me with Mrs Lewis.

"Then I have gave you three reasons." I let out a sigh.

"They were bullshit." He told me with a scowl.

I argued "No. They were not."

"I would bet any money that you will not come up with a good excuse." He grumbled determinedly "None that I will not be able to fight against."

"If you are so confident about that then why make the time duration only three days?" I challenged.

His hand moved and planted itself on my thigh as he confessed hoarsely "Because I can not go longer without you."

I let his hand stay firmly on my thigh. Even against my better judgement and the logical side of me.

"The past few days have the worst thing I could of ever fucking imagined." He admitted with gritted teeth "The next three will be hard but bearable because I know that I will have you by the end of them. Three days without you in my arms is all I can put up with."

"I-I do not think we are good for each other." I let out a small cry.

He stilled before he stole another glance. He appeared lost and desperate.

"Ella." He let out like it was a curse of fate "I know that you are a too good for me. I have known it from the start. I have always known it."

I was about to protest but his deep voice cut me off.

"I know that you deserve so much fucking better than me. I wish that I could give that to you but I am too fucking selfish." He expressed to me "I need you and promise that I will be better for you. I will do anything."

"It is not that." I released weakly.

What I meant to say was that I thought he was too good for me. That he deserved better.

Swallowing down the part of me that wanted to call it quits now and just surrender myself to him, I replied "I have never backed down from a challenge with you before. Three days and I will come with a reason then it will be over. We will be over."

Racking my brain for reasons why we could not be together that he could not argue against was harder than I expected. We sat in silence for the next twenty minutes while I thought about it harder.

I did not want to admit to him that I was scared of losing someone else. That it floated around in my mind the idea that he might wake up and decide that he wants something better than me.

"I want the three days to start tomorrow. The hospital is not a clear place to think, and I need at least a day to think." I lamely came out with.

His mouth went up in a small smile at my excuse.