For almost a year…

she watched the door.

Every day.

Every sound.

Every step.

Hoping it was him.

The one she loved.

The one who had to let her go.

Not because he didn’t care—

but because he cared too much.

Then one day…

he came back.

Not broken.

Not empty-handed.

But ready.

And the moment she saw him—

she ran.

No hesitation.

No doubt.

Because love like that…