Regret was a funny, awful thing. Looking back, Levi wasn't sure what he really could have done, or maybe should have done differently, yet even still the constant pang of regret continually gripped at his awareness, clouding his judgement and deterring his sleep. It was true; he missed her. It was Valentine's Day and he was alone at her grave, and gods, did he miss her.
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,951 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 5 - Published: 2/9/2015 - Levi A., Petra R. - Complete