She did. She understood now what fate asked of her-to have the strength to hold on regardless. To acknowledge that, even if he died, even if he left her, she would still love him until the day she died. Love didn't care. Love simply was. Love was unconditional. Love was for ever more. She had faith in love. She believed in love. She would love him in life and in death. And if the chance came again she would convince him of that. As the night closed around her, she closed her eyes and prayed.