First message
She was on stage, moving with a grace and confidence that made the room fade away. Every sway, every step, every glance toward the crowd reminded him of the girl he had left behind four years ago. The one he never stopped thinking about.
Is that…? one of his friends started, but he didn’t hear. His eyes were locked on her, heart catching in a mix of disbelief and longing. The letters he’d sent, never received, suddenly felt like a cruel joke.