"But I also know that you can't rewind time. I can't go back and change everything. You are the only one who can give me a chance to make things right, Candie. Only you can decide if you want to accept my love again. I can't erase the hurt I caused, but I swear I will do everything to find that path back. I know my words sound hollow right now, but I want to win you back more than anything. Because more than you, I want to find that beautiful connection we once had. I really do."
That was his ultimate dream.
He stared into her eyes with intense, pleading desperation. Winning her back was going to be monumentally difficult. Trying to return to that flawless, pure utopia they once shared was easily the hardest challenge in their relationship.
Lawrence knew it wouldn't be easy, but he had to seize this final lifeline she was throwing him.
"I know a shattered mirror can't be put back together perfectly. Once it's broken, it's broken. Even if you glue it, the cracks remain, reflecting a fractured image of us both. But Candie, a shattered mirror can't be fixed, but a dead tree can still blossom in the spring."
"I... I know this sounds selfish, but I'm begging you for a chance. You don't want to talk about the past, and you hate seeing me act like this pathetic, groveling mess. I'll change. I'll get back to my best self. Let's start over entirely as two brand-new people. Please?"
It was like two lost souls giving up on fixing a broken mirror. Instead, they just wanted to take the last map they had and find a new route to each other's hearts.
It was the only viable solution.
Bonnie met his gaze head-on. "Standing here today, I never planned on running away from this. Since we can't seem to untangle ourselves, we might as well tear it all down and start over. Maybe we really are meant for each other. Or maybe we're just stubborn, clinging to an obsession, and we'll break up immediately if we try again. If that happens, at least we'll finally have closure. So giving each other a chance is the only way forward."
Only an equal relationship could go the distance. If only one side was constantly compromising or giving, it would just speed up the expiration date of their love.
Bonnie ran her fingers through her hair, exhaling deeply as a wave of relief washed over her.
"Lawrence, since we're both adults now, we can't be impulsive about this. So we're putting a three-month time limit on it."
"You have three months to see if you can make my heart flutter again."

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