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Our table was drenched in light. The brightness from the sun shining through the window meant that even on the coldest
mornings, I could still feel the warmth. Maybe it was never the sun, maybe that was just him.
“Thanks for meeting me.” “I can’t imagine my life if I hadn’t.”
We won’t be who we were. But we will both be who we should.
“So it doesn’t matter how we choose to remember what happened between us. I know two things...” He looks deep in my eyes, preparing himself for something that seems difficult to admit. “One.” He holds up a finger, and lets the soft smile pull on his lips. “I loved you.” “Two.” He extends a second finger, and the smile falls flat. “Not enough.”

