Elissa stopped, her hand in the door handle, when he spoke. For a moment it seemed like she was going to walk out and not listen to him. “Please Joseph, let me go.” Her voice shook as she tried to hold back the tears. If she ran, would he chase after her? She entertained the idea for a moment before deciding she didn’t have the strength left to fight back. Let fate take her where it wanted because as of late it was taking her down the worst path possible. She wanted to leave, to have a moment to cry in private. “Please.” Why was he doing this? Couldn’t he tell that she was upset? Didn’t he realize that this would be hard on her, leaving her best friend even if he didn’t remember her?