Reckless as she has once been, Eleanor has learned to restrain herself a long time ago. Becoming a mother has certainly helped with that.

And so, despite of how she's desperate to hold as tight as possible to him, to silently tell him she doesn't want to let go, she doesn't.

She doesn't turn her face to find his lips, to kiss him like they once did. Like she's missed as time passed by. Like she needs to right now.

"I can't wait."