And then, as she felt the drawing of his arm, something vehement, something almost fierce, awoke within her, clamouring wildly for freedom.
It was a blind instinct, but she obeyed it without question.

She had no choice.
"Oh no!" she cried.

"Oh no! I couldn't!" and wrested herself from him in a panic.
He let her go, and she heard him laugh as she broke away.

But she did not wait for more.

To linger was unthinkable.