---- Chapter 6 Sarah's POV Two years later. Spring sunshine poured through the classroom window, lighting up my desk. I was teaching art to my second graders. These sweet kids were all around me, and fora moment, it felt like Tyler had never left. But every night, when the house was quiet... I'd still catch myself staring at Tyler's old clothes, and my eyes would just fill up. "Okay, everyone, today we're drawing a spring garden. You can use any colors you like..." I pulled myself together and smiled at the kids. "Teacher, there's a strange man watching us from the door," little Tommy said, his hand up. I looked out. A familiar shape stood in the hallway. ---- Ethan. But he looked nothing like the handsome, put- together star doctor he used to be. He needed a shave, his eyes were bloodshot, his white shirt was a mess of wrinkles, and he was so thin he looked like a ghost of himself. He was holding a thermos, looking like some poor guy off the street. "Kids, keep drawing. Don't look outside," I said, and stepped out of the classroom. "Sarah..." His voice was scratchy, like sandpaper. "How did you find me here?" I looked at him, my voice cold. "J... [made you lunch." He held up the thermos, his hand trembling. Your favorite, spaghetti." I saw his hands. Those hands he once called his "precious, life-saving hands" were now covered in cuts and burns. ---- There was even flour caked under his fingernails. "You shouldn't be here." I turned to go. "Sarah, please, just let me explain." He grabbed my arm. ''Nothing ever happened with Isabella, I swear. 1 just... I just felt sorry for her, you know? A divorced woman, raising a kid all by herself." "Sorry for her?" I let out a bitter laugh. "What about your son?" "IT know I messed up, I really do." Tears welled in his eyes. "I think about it every single day. If only I'd been more careful that day..." "Tf [hadn't taken her call..." "If I'd just paid more attention to Tyler..." I looked at him, my heart feeling like a stone. "Tt's too late, Ethan." There are no 'if onlys' in this world. After that, he came every day.