"I was too young back then," Louis took a deep breath and said self-mockingly, "I didn't know how to express my feelings, I didn't know how to show love..."
"Stop it." Mia looked up at him, her lips trembling slightly.
"Alright." Louis said, "It's all in the past."
"You will definitely come back for Maeve, right? Promise me." Mia looked into his eyes stubbornly, enunciating each word, "Promise me. You will come back for her."
"I..."
"Promise me!" Mia grabbed his coat with one hand, shaking it slightly.
"I promise you."
Mia was startled, looking at him without speaking.
"Does this count as tacit consent on your part?" Louis asked.
Mia still said nothing.
Louis's thin lips paused at the corner of hers, then suddenly stopped and straightened up.
"Never mind." He smiled wryly.
Whether Mia could give it or not was another matter, but as for him, he could no longer ask for it.
There were still many things to do.
