Do it over and over!
They sat in their usual spot, except nothing was usual that morning, it never could be after what had happened the night before. It wasn’t irregular for them to quietly sit there together, going about their businesses mostly reading, sometimes eating, rarely talking. After years of whatever it is that they had, perhaps they had run out of things to say to each other but the quiet was different that day, it wasn’t accepted nor appreciated, filled with whiffs of guilt, it was so suffocating. He gathered up all the might he had left in him and turned to look at her, and there she was sitting right beside him, so beautiful, her eyes closed shut as if trying to concentrate all her energy to evade what fate had brought her way. Despite the storm inside of her, she looked so peaceful, he thought how he had been so attracted by that calm, how he still loved her so much. He couldn’t take it anymore, so he took a deep breath and said, “I am sorry” she remained still as if she hadn’t heard him.