They got married in their mid-twenties. Everything felt easy back then — the kind of love that didn’t need effort to exist. After their daughter was born, things slowly changed. Work, sleepless nights, distance. It wasn’t one big fight that ended it, just a hundred small ones that never really healed.

They eventually divorced. She moved away with their daughter, and he stayed behind. They kept things civil — no anger, no blame. Just quiet understanding and a lot of what-ifs.

Years later, they still talk almost every day — about their child, about work, about everything except how neither of them ever really moved on.