She didn't answer; instead, she looked back at him.

"When I first saw you through the security Monitor standing right outside my store, my heart almost stopped,"

Her breath hitched.

"I was shaken even more than what I saw in my dreams. Even more than the faceless woman who held my hand in my dream, in my paintings. And then I watch you wander around the store, looking like your spirit isn't there and you're just a wandering body throwing whatever your hand touches into the cart. And to top it ...