I’ve not only altered my future, I’ve altered Aurelia’s. I can’t tell her. It hurts too much to see the pain I’ve already caused her. “Just know how much I love you.” “You know what I do know? You’ll never have what we have with her. Do you think she’ll understand why you wake up in the middle of the night to play? Why your head is somewhere else during meals? Why you need to row in the morning? Or why you don’t listen to Wagner at times?” I shake my head, knowing I’ll never love anyone the way I love Aurelia. And no one will ever understand me like Aurelia.
