Part of Farah still couldn't believe this was real. That she was really here with him like this, the promise of a future actually ahead of them. It had been the greatest shock of her life (afterlife?) to find herself back in her body, whole and complete. She had expected to finally move onto wherever souls at peace went when they discovered her remains. Certainly not to find herself given a second chance to live a full, long life alongside the man she loved.
Leaving the estate, her newfound freedom, had yet to occur to her before Saul made mention of the possibility. Casually, as if he was offering her a way out of this relationship, but with a sorrow that he couldn't quite hide. Farah realized, then, that he was afraid that he would no longer be enough for her when she had the whole world at her feet again.
When she assured him otherwise, she watched the smile form on his lips and the relief in his blue eyes. She relished his touch as he squeezed her hand almost as much as she did the way he kissed her. Every bit of physical contact, every moment of intimacy, was the most precious thing in all the world for a woman who had been denied any kind of it for two centuries.
Farah smiled at Saul in turn, tenderly caressing his face with her free hand. "I love you, too, Saul. All the more because you loved me even when a future, a real future, was impossible. What else could ever compare to a love like that?"
