Myra's irrational fears showed him the extent to which she had been broken. His sympathy and his affection grew more intense with each discovery. Other than work, he would shut himself in the library and recall every word spoken by her, remember every tone, every nuance. He wondered where that brat, whom he loved so much, had gone. More so, he wondered, how he could bring her back?
Soon enough he had a plan. They talked of happier days: of their friends, the time they spent together, the games they played, the pranks and the fun together. But they always reached the same pool from which their very existence was sourced -- their hearts and the cherished desires. Her longing for love would resurface and she would drown into the deep sorrow that had gripped her soul. As she suffered, he suffered with her…for her.
