I saw Rohan again. He had not become a researcher as he once planned.
Instead, he wore a tailored suit and worked in business. He was in Paris to negotiate a partnership.
The moment our eyes met, we both paused.
Rohan looked at me. "It has been a long time."
I replied politely, "It has."
His eyes softened and grew damp. "How have you been?"
"Well." I had no wish to linger. I nodded toward his associates. "You should get back to your meeting. I'll be on my way."
He watched me go, his mouth opening as if to speak, but he did not follow.
A cool wind blew. I pulled my coat tighter and waited for Vian.
I had not expected to see him again. I had not expected to feel so calm.
Right after I left, there were weeks when I could barely eat or work. Every night I saw that proposal clearly b
