“The thought that I could have lived through all the years in between to arrive at this moment on this courtyard with you and still feel I haven’t budged an inch undoes me totally. I’d give anything not to know that the girl who was twenty at the time and who waited for you to come upstairs in the evening would end up having to live through so much nonsense only to find herself back where she started, almost eager to see it happen all over again. It’s as if a part of me had dug its heels in, never left, and simply waited for me to come back.”
