"A year ago before you left, I told you- you were loved. But I guess you were right all along, we really must have different interpretations" What hurts the most is when the moment she knew she was ready, that's the part where the man she loved gave up and met someone else. They are soul mates, but why does she feel like such word never existed between them anymore?

This is my first attempt at a Tiva story. It has been a year since Tony and Ziva parted at the airport. How has that hard 180 changed their lives?