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In the year that Nigel Moody and I were happiest, the System forcibly tore me away. From beyond that divide, I watched as Nigel stayed on the ground while pointing at my photograph and teaching our child to call me "mother." He was stubbornly stuck in the past. I watched him as he sent me into a psych ward. He smiled at the void after I went through electroshock therapy. "Celia, I saw you again." In those years apart, I fought through endless missions, accumulating points in order to return to him. On the day we finally met again, another woman was with him. I smiled through red-rimmed eyes. I was polite and restrained as I said, "Long time no see."