For just a beat, she looks at him, something that she wants to say right there on the tip of her tongue. But she doesn't say it, even if it lives in her eyes.

She has his back, and a part of her already knows wherever he goes, she will, too. It just feels like what she's supposed to do.

At his question, she nods. "Almost left once, for college. But I applied to the University of Miami last minute and got in, so I stayed. Then I went to med school, got married. Never left."