"The mail?"
It wasn't truly something she had considered. Well, she had, but she had always thought if he had written her anything, he would have left it somewhere...
Her expression crumpled slightly as she considered the possibilities. But if he had mailed it to her, where could it possibly have gone? Who would have been bold enough to steal a letter addressed to her...and, if it were stolen, why had no one come forward with it?
In the end, would it have made a difference? She couldn't say -- honestly, she didn't know...
"I'm sorry, Dekka. I never thought..." Somehow, she always imagined that if he had written her, it would have found its way to her... She had never thought it had become lost somehow... It would have meant the world to her, she thought, if she had known... She studied his profile, then laughed softly, even as she brushed a tear from the corner of her eye. "You know, it took me a long time to give up on you. A really long time."
And when she had given up on him...she had given up on everything.