Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Characters: Sam/Ainsley
For challenge #87 photographs.
Her back is to him, her posture stiff, her words clipped. "You knew it wouldn't last."
He fiddles with his wedding ring. "It's not too late."
She turns. He sees she's clutching their wedding photo, her fingers white against the frame. She's lost weight. "Sam—"
He stands, crosses to her and takes the photo. "Look how happy we were."
Unshed tears glisten in her eyes, but she doesn't look away.
"One more chance, Ains. Let me buy you dinner."
"It won't work—"
"Please."
She smiles. "Well, I am a little hungry."
He holds in his sigh of relief.