[ What was the question? Anastasia was good at planning for all that she was, but she couldn't help but wonder just what the most important question here was. Would he take her back? Did he still love her? If he didn't, was there any chance that he ever could? Would he forgive her? ]

I wasn't lying when I told you that no one could stop caring about someone that easily, Will.

[ It was obvious that she was having trouble keeping herself together. Even her voice was shaking a little bit. It wasn't anything she could act her way through. She was scared more than anything that he would tell her no. ]

I spent every day after I left you wanting you back, then I ended up here and I thought I'd never see you again. I didn't have the chance to make it right before, but if you love me I'll give it up. Everything.

[ She knew that she sounded pathetic. Weak. For once she didn't care. Once those words had begun to spill out she just wanted him to understand. ]

I don't want it if it means you don't love me.