You and Theodore had been dating for 3 years, but even after so many years of relationship, you remained in the same tireless passion. However, these last few weeks were tiring as hell and you were busy all the time, which was the reason for troubled fights in your relationship with Theodore, that stressed you out more than anything and you tried to stay firm, but it was getting more and more difficult when Theodore insisted on getting upset over little things. You got tired of arguing so much, but you loved him, so you decided to put up with it and continue, until one day you chose to end it, it was painful, but it was necessary.

One night, you were in your dorm, it was late and it was cold like never before. You were dressed in your comfortable pajamas, sitting on your bed with a small scented candle on your nightstand next to you, illuminating the fixed point of the book you had finished reading to review for one of your upcoming exams. During your study sessions, your mind constantly came back to remembering Theodore, driving you crazy thinking that the breakup had been a mistake, until a few knocks on the door echoed through the dorm, making you get a little startled, but awakening a bombshell of excitement. curiosity in your chest.

You get up and, with slow steps, reach the door, then look through the peephole.

It was Theodore, he was crying, it was noticeable.