James felt his phone vibrate, but he ignored it for now. Instead, he looked at her in thought. He tried not think about what might have been. If he did, he didn't think he'd be able to get through the day. Yet, there were nights where he could not help but think of it. He looked at the ground.
"It's okay... I wonder sometimes. I would have done so many things differently if I had the chance. I would have graduated. I would have tried to go to college. I would have told the person I loved how I felt... But it doesn't matter now. I cannot change the past. I wish I could, but I can't."
He gazed at her. How could she not know how precious she was? He could find a reason to hate almost anything and anyone. But not her. Never her.
"What about you? What would you have done if I stayed?"