The Moonlight Pact

His eyes glittered in the moonlight as he looked at me. "You're going to break the rule." He hugged me.

I could feel the corners of my mouth lifting. I let his embrace happen. I was going to break the rules anyway, he didn't have to tell me.

"You have to break the pact." As if I didn't understand, he repeated again, "You’re going to break it."

I began to have doubts. Nevertheless, I said, "All right, I'll do it."

To outsiders, this conversation must have seemed strange, but we were really only talking about one thing:
The willingness to start it all over again. Unconditionally.
Love.