Day 91.

Every time she came here, she did it with the hope that one day he would return. She never believed it would actually happen, but she hoped. After time, it became more of a habit coming here. The restaurant expected her. She didn't want to let it down. 

No matter how deeply she longed for this moment, now that it was here, she wasn't sure she wanted it. The anger and disappointment she'd been living with had become part of who she was. If she finally learned the truth, she might have to let that go. She might have to stop hating him. She might have to let it go. 

There were so many things that she imagined saying to him. She'd played out an infinite number of conversations. Some were tearful, some joyful, some screaming matches. But right here in this moment, she was speechless. 

As she looked him in the eyes, she began to feel his pain. Maybe he hadn't been living the great, trouble free life she had imagined.