Now it's all too late.
All he can do to make it up to her is to help her in her career.
But that's not the outcome he wants.
He would rather use the remaining time of his life to make it up to her.
"Joanna Lawrence," Frank Parker stared out the window for a while, before he brought back his gaze with a wry smile. He muttered to himself, "Why did you save me, but never told me? Was it because my behavior disappointed you at that meeting? So, you pretended not to know me. At that time, did you ever regret it? Regret saving such a terrible person like me."
"But if you had told me earlier that you were the girl that night, how could I have treated you like that?"
"Ten years, a full ten years. In these ten years, you often appeared in my dreams. In fact, every time I wake up from those dreams, I would feel confused, wondering why I couldn't find that feeling from that night with Rebecca Kelloway."
