What if he was wrong?
It would not be the first time that he had questioned himself when it came to the human that had captured his attention. He had done it often enough, contemplations of what had gone wrong, of what he could have possibly changed to make her stay, humbled.
He had been so sure before her, always going ahead with plans without a second thought. He hadn't needed to rethink anything, not until she had fixed herself, albeit unknowingly, into his life. He was so unsure of his life now.
Would things ever be the same?
Doubtful.