" I could never do anything that would add to your pain.”
With that, he leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead, soft and sad as moonlight. Helen’s eyelids fluttered down as she relished it, wishing it could last, praying the next moment wouldn’t come. But of course, it did.
Pulling back, Stuart looked in Helen’s eyes, perhaps for the last time. “I’ll write. "

― Corinne Beenfield , The Ocean's Daughter