She has replayed it all in her mind almost a hundred times now. 

Some scenes come back vividly, others not so. 

She holds on to whatever she can - the way their hands brushed, their shoulders met, the way she caught him staring at her while she prayed, the way they quietly, secretly held each other's gaze. 

I've replayed it all many many times. 

And each time, I am surprised again at how much I love you.