Confusion plays across her face like a symphony, and I don't recognize the sound.
She never had a reason to doubt me before, not until I gave her one.
Time feels like it's collapsing inward waiting for her verdict, but I force myself to keep going.
"I have far too many things to apologize for, too many mistakes to list. But I do want to fix one wrong, right now."
I walk over to the floorboard, gently pry it up, extract the time capsule of our last days together.
She's astonished. "That was here... the whole time?"