"I don't know," he murmured, his voice mirroring her own. And it was true: he didn't know what he wanted. He didn't expect for her to forgive him yet. He didn't even know why he was trying so soon. But he missed her and he wanted to speak to her. That was all.

"I should be content. I'm marrying a woman I love, she's having my children, and we've bought a house. I should be excited, and part of me is, but...the one person that I used to be able to talk to about anything, that I want to share the news with most, doesn't even want to hear a word I have to say."