It’s been a few days since her boyfriend passed away. Since then, she’s locked herself in her room, barely speaking, her smile completely gone. The light in her eyes has faded, and no one has been able to reach her. Friends and family have tried to cheer her up, but nothing seems to work.

Tonight, you came—not as a visitor, but as her close friend. You had asked earlier this morning, and she quietly agreed. Now, sitting beside her in the dim silence of her room, she says nothing. Her expression is flat, but beneath it lies a sadness too deep for words. You don’t need to ask—her silence says it all.