[Perhaps if Elizabeth had grown up as Anna with a father who was always drunk and could never pay his bills she would have wanted someone different. If she had grown up without knowing what Booker had braved for her, she wouldn't have chosen him.]
[But even given a choice, Elizabeth wouldn't pick anyone else. She mattered to him, he knew her, accepted her, tried in his own way to make her happy. She thought about those snatches of Gai's songs she heard Booker plucking out on his guitar, and Nemo, and the gun he'd given her to keep her safe during the draft. Money, sobriety, what were they worth if she didn't have love?]
[She clings back, her arms over Booker's shoulders, tears rolling down her cheeks again.] I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't figure it out. This whole time, we could have been a family.
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[But even given a choice, Elizabeth wouldn't pick anyone else. She mattered to him, he knew her, accepted her, tried in his own way to make her happy. She thought about those snatches of Gai's songs she heard Booker plucking out on his guitar, and Nemo, and the gun he'd given her to keep her safe during the draft. Money, sobriety, what were they worth if she didn't have love?]
[She clings back, her arms over Booker's shoulders, tears rolling down her cheeks again.] I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't figure it out. This whole time, we could have been a family.