"I hate this," she whispered as he stepped out of their son's room, quietly shutting the door behind him.
Aaron sighed, leaning back against the wall. "I'm sorry." When she frowned at him, he shrugged. "If I had been better at this...you wouldn't have had to leave."
Her expression softened, tears coming to her eyes. "I forgave you a long time ago, Aaron. I..." She shook her head. "You don't know how many times I've wanted to ask you if we could try this again."
His head snapped up, his eyes guarded and hopeful. "Why didn't you?"
Tears slid down her face. "Because of what I did. I'm the one who betrayed you, Aaron. I'm the one who..."
She couldn't say it. She didn't need to. They both knew what she meant.
Slightly dizzy, he reached out to cup her face with one hand. "Haley," he whispered, stomach tightening at the way she closed her eyes at his touch. "I forgive you."
Her eyes snapped open, and then she was moving forward, closing the all too familiar distance between them. They stayed like that for a long time, lips and hands and hearts remembering immediately how it felt to move together. And when she pulled back, resting her head on his shoulder and looping her arms around his torso, Aaron let out a deep sigh.
Maybe he hadn't lost everything after all.