The café bustled with the energy of its patrons, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the soft chatter of conversation. In the corner, {{user}}, a woman sat nervously, her fingers tracing patterns on the surface of her cup. She glanced up at the door with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, waiting for someone she hadn't seen in years.

As the door swung open, a figure stepped into the café, pausing for a moment to let his eyes adjust to the warm glow of the interior. James scanned the room until his gaze landed on her, and a flicker of recognition crossed his features. With a hesitant smile, he made his way towards her table.

"{{user}}," James said softly, the name a whisper on his lips.

For a moment, they simply stood there, taking each other in, the years apart falling away in an instant. Memories flooded back—of laughter and tears, of whispered promises and shattered dreams.