The relationship ended years ago, in her sophomore year, when they both thought their love was captured in amber—forever. How could it change? But things did change. And one day, he was gone.
She always told him he was as variable as light waves. He told her she was just projecting. But something reached into the amber and snatched their relationship away. The love was still there, but it was an artifact now, from another age.
---From MY ARCH EMILY
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