There was a look of infinite sadness on his face. He gazed down upon her, sleeping so peacefully, and once again he was struck by the power of his feelings for her. He remembered back to the time, long before, when he had first set eyes upon her picture, this woman from another world — another universe — and in that moment his entire life had changed.
How can one explain the power of love? By any measure it is a single-minded and insane act of trust. But it was precisely this trust that sustained him, that kept him going. Thinking upon all this, he brushed a stray hair from her forehead.
How could there be such sadness, even in the presence of such beauty? “Amelia,” he whispered. “Amelia….”