Alfred didn't know what to say to that. He opened his mouth, then closed it again and shifted his gaze to the bedsheets on his lap. He felt for her, because it was the same sentiment he'd been feeling, but saying it couldn't be didn't change the fact that this was how it was.
"Maybe if we'd done it all differently," he mumbled. Not that hindsight helped them any now.
He should have been halfway to India by now. He might not have ever found someone else like her, but at least he wouldn't be sitting here feeling this way, having this conversation with her about something neither of them could fix.
"I'm sorry," he said again. "I don't know what else to say."
MJ made the most Alfredy of sets and then two years later she made it EVEN BETTER
"Maybe if we'd done it all differently," he mumbled. Not that hindsight helped them any now.
He should have been halfway to India by now. He might not have ever found someone else like her, but at least he wouldn't be sitting here feeling this way, having this conversation with her about something neither of them could fix.
"I'm sorry," he said again. "I don't know what else to say."
MJ made the most Alfredy of sets and then two years later she made it EVEN BETTER