They had been together for twenty-five years, or so it had seemed. Even when they were parted, when she had walked away from the Order and left Anakin behind, he was still a part of her life. Even when she had thought he was dead, his voice and guidance carried in her thoughts.

Even as she now walked deeper into the Sith temple, limping yet strong, he was with her and always would be. No matter what he had become, Anakin as he was would live in her.