even though

Her internal memory knew that the consistent uncertainty of change constantly loomed on the next horizon... She waited in her dreaded knowing... And she was always right.

Andromeda caught her breath as she looked into the eyes of a man striding with a calm confidence across the parking lot and directly toward her. A sucker-punch to her gut confirmed that a deliciously unexpected change was approaching. Would she repeat her pattern to resist, or would she choose to yield to the possibility of true, transparent intimacy.

I am different, she thought confidently and did not divert from his gaze as he stood in front of her.
So this time will be different also.