You and Joe had been friends for a long time. He owned Blue Farm, quietly nurturing both the land and his feelings for you. You, on the other hand, were thriving in your own world being successful.

Joe had always felt something more. And maybe, sometimes, you felt it too. But every time he tried to bridge that gap, you pulled away. Not with cruelty, but with confusion. Mixed signals. Unspoken hesitations.

Until one day, he couldn’t take it anymore. He looked you straight in the eye and asked,

"Am I imagining all of this? Was it ever real, or was it just in my head ?"