Ben didn't always believe that. But time, and watching others stumble through their relationships, had burned the sentimentality out of him. He saw it for what it was now.
"People fall in love, they live together, and eventually they get used to each other.
That spark fades. That fire gets dull. But that's not a failure, it's just nature. What matters in the end isn't the feeling. It's the commitment."
He exhaled slowly. "You stick together. Even when it's hard. Even when the feelings shift. That's what counts."
She listened quietly, but he could tell she wanted to say something. Before she could, he turned to her and asked, "So… if you regressed again, would our bond still exist?"
Elvira's steps slowed. Her voice came softer, more thoughtful. "No one knows for sure. But if I had to guess… no. It wouldn't."
Ben stopped walking. "I see."
"But," she added gently, "as I told you I cannot regress anymore."
