ouch, the warmth of his presence—it was a void neither of them could fill.
Then, one rainy evening, as Lena stood at the café she frequented, staring out the window, she saw him. Ethan. Standing on the other side of the glass, his smile as wide as the sky, his eyes full of love.
She rushed to the door, and as soon as it opened, Ethan pulled her into his arms. “I’m home,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Lena couldn’t speak. She only held him tighter, feeling the world fall into place around them.
“I made a mistake,” Ethan whispered. “I couldn’t live without you. I don’t want to chase anything anymore. You’re my home.”
Lena smiled, tears of joy streaming down her face. “Then stay. Stay with me. Forever.”
And so, in that moment, surrounded by the warmth of their love, Lena and Ethan knew that no distance, no time, and no obstacle could ever truly separate them. Because they had found something real, something worth holding onto fo