ext_25002: The TARDIS on the Plass, in front of the Millennium Centre (RENT*A: Earned my disillusionment)
You thought it would all go away, if you kept a polite distance, reminded yourself she belongs to Roger, tried to love Maureen, everything would set itself right. And it works for a while.

Then April smiles at you, and it's not like her old smiles, it's quiet and sad and lovely, and if you could just get that on film you know you could break a million hearts. Then again, you don't need to, because it breaks your own. In that moment, every hidden wish and want and hope and desire you ever had about her comes pouring back, and you realize you're never going to move past that, not in a million years.

"Are you okay?" you find yourself asking, and she answers, still with that sad smile, "Yeah. It's nothing."

She pauses, and then says quietly, "I love you, Mark."

You try to tell her you love her too, but your voice gets choked off in your throat.
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