The elegant melody of the piano continued to flow softly through the restaurant, as if trying to soothe all weariness and unease. Yet, Regina's heart remained untouched by the delicate sounds, sinking deeper into its own turmoil.
She let out a self-deprecating laugh, turning her head to peer through the misted glass, watching the long limousine slowly disappear from her sight…
Waldo was busy—too busy, it seemed, to care about her hopes, too busy to stop and check on her, too busy dealing with his girlfriend, too busy continuing to leave marks in her life that she could never erase.