"I tried." Doyle didn't move closer. Wanted to, but he really hadn't any right, did he? "When I got there, you were with a client and...all I could think about was how panicked you had looked before you left that day. How you kept saying that you couldn't do it and that maybe it wasn't right of me to try to force you one way or the other. And by the time I had second thoughts about that...it had already been more than a week. And every day past got more difficult."