"You hurt me. No amount of 'I'm sorry' can make that hurt go away. Three years I've tried to get over everything, but you let me walk away." She angrily wiped at her cheeks. "You didn't give me any choice. You left and before I could catch both of you, you were on a flight back to England. I loved you, I really did." "Then, why'd it take you three years and a pregnant girlfriend before you found me?"