There would never be enough time Valeria learned that a long time ago. Never enough time to care, to love, to appreciate. Val doesn’t quite know when you wormed your way into her life, when you tore down the walls around her heart and made her feel human. Whole. No matter how it hurt. She holds your hand as you sit in the hospital going through your weekly treatment, gazing at you with soft eyes - rubbing her thumb over your knuckles. As much as time passed her by - it stood still with you.