Rain could not answer. It was not that she could not think of an answer because of her lack of experience, wisdom, or wit. No answer could ease the pain she saw in his eyes. When she heard his words, she thought that his love was guilt-ridden.
As soon as she saw his eyes slanting upward in the sun and glittering in the day's last rays, she realized that his love and guilt were separated. His guilt was feeding on his love because he had hurt someone too dear.
"There has to be a way to change that," Rain heard herself say. Even though she did not like the person he loved because she made him so distant from her, she still found herself desperate to heal his wounds. "You are the creator!"
"I am," said Arthur with a smile as he turned toward her. "I am the person who can make anything possible, and I made a choice. I erased a timeline to undo her death, even at the cost of her memories of me."
"You can go and find her, then…."