I looked at the schedule.
I had once worked on it late into the night.
Every event, every piece of music, and every kind of flower had represented my hopes for our future.
Now it was all laid out before me exactly as it had been, and I no longer looked forward to any of it.
"Daniel, it's too late."
"Why is it too late?"
His eyes were bloodshot now.
"I've fixed every problem. Why can't we still get married?"
"Because when I wanted to marry you, you were sure I'd never leave. Now that I don't, you're finally afraid of losing me. You think you can make up those 24 minutes and everything will go back to the way it was."
I put the schedule back in his hands.
"But you can't change what happened."
Suddenly, he hugged me from behind.
His arms were tight around me, but his whole body ke
