I'm sorry.

[It was the only thing he could think to say even though "sorry" didn't cover the depth of emotions and sorrow that he felt. Even as he felt his heart lurch in the ridiculous, teenage-infatuation way it always did when he saw her he could tell that these five years hadn't been easy.

Or maybe it was just the journey to the door that hadn't been easy. It hadn't occurred to Strange until now that maybe Harper didn't want anything to do with him anymore. Maybe she had moved on or had decided that it wasn't worth the risk again. She had opened herself up and the one thing she'd been afraid of had happened.

It didn't help that Strange still loved her every bit as much as he did five years ago. Or "yesterday" as five years ago felt to him.]