"I need to tell you something." "What is it?" "I love you." "..." "Why won't you say it back?" "...I can't..." "Do you not love me back?" "...I do..." "Then why won't you say it?" "...because if I do...I'll have to leave..." Two souls. Two eras. One second chance. She loves him. She wished he knew. She wished could show him. And most of all, she wished she could tell him. But if she did , she would have to leave...