She goes stiff in the embrace, her arms remaining at her sides. She tries to lift them up but then they go back down. She wishes more than anything she could return the hug. God knows she's missed him. Wanted him here. Needed him here when she's been feeling so lost.

But it's not him.

She steps back, pulling away from him, shaking her head. Her voice cracks, "I'm sorry. I can't."

She honestly thought she could do this.