"I don't know. Maybe... No. I love her, I thought she loved me. Her not... doesn't change how I feel." Will said, rubbing his face. It was such a mess. What she'd done, how she'd left it. How she thought buying him a present might make it all better. He didn't know why she'd done it, why she'd made it seem like she loved him back too. Why she kept saying it even as she was telling him she was leaving. She loved him, that's what she had said. "I wouldn't trade a second. I just wish she hadn't... lied."