Her fingers, slim and nimble still, tighten around his arm involuntarily, but she look back at him steadily, eyes liquid. She's sad, and there's no other word for it. Before, when they were together, it seemed they could come up with a solution for any obstacle that came their way. But now, there's no way to fix it. She can't turn back the clock, can't make her younger self come here and find him.

"I cannot possibly express the regret I feel, that I waited this long to find you."