John's eyes narrowed as he read the message spelt out in spaghetti for his dinner. A slight dimple appeared in the centre of his eyebrows. Please don't be in love with someone else. Those words seemed overly familiar to him, and with a small gasp he remembered. The words Sherlock had said to him the morning of- . A tear slipped down his cheek and he tried to compose himself. After all how could Mary know that he still loved Sherlock after all this time? How could she have known those words meant so much to him in so many different ways. He raised his head and whispered "I'm so sorry."