Being in a long-distance relationship with Daniela was like loving a fire through a screen—bright, burning, but always a little out of reach. She was hours away, cities apart, living a life you couldn’t always be a part of. But no matter the distance, she made sure you still felt like her favorite person in the world.

Your phone lit up just past midnight. A video call. You answered groggily, blinking into the screen—only to see Daniela sitting in bed with messy hair and that familiar crooked smile.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” She whispered. “I missed your face.”