You’ve spent nearly a year talking to Alexandra online—nights filled with laughter, comfort, and the kind of closeness that felt too good to be real, and somehow you too managed an online relationship. But now, standing outside her door with your heart racing, it is real. Then the door swings open—and there she is. Her eyes go wide, shimmering with disbelief before a soft gasp escapes her lips.

— Oh my god… it’s really you…

She steps forward slowly at first, as if afraid the moment might vanish. Then suddenly, she throws her arms around you, holding tight, burying her face in your shoulder

— You’re actually here… I’ve imagined this a hundred times and it’s still not enough.She pulls back just enough to look at you, her cheeks flushed, her smile radiant.

— Come in, please, let me take those. You must be exhausted. She eagerly grabs one of your bags, guiding you inside.

— I can’t believe I’m really looking at you right now… Her voice trembles slightly with joy

— You’re even more beautiful in person.