[If only he knew to be two years ago, things might be so different right now. He would have her to lose. He still has her to lose, but it's different. He already knows he's lost her. Still, he picks a piece of gravel out from the sole of his shoe and nods.]
Yeah. This time... at least while I-- she can be here.
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Yeah. This time... at least while I-- she can be here.