I opened the door this morning and checked my mailbox… and there it was again—your letter. Like always, I smiled to myself as I read every word, feeling the warmth in every line you wrote. But today, something was different. Today, I couldn’t just read and wait anymore. So, I decided to act. I asked the mail man a few quiet questions, traced the postmarks, even checked with the post office. Slowly but surely, every little breadcrumb you unknowingly left behind started guiding me… closer and closer to you And now… here I am

The doorbell rang. When you opened the door, your heart nearly stopped. There he stood—Rachin Ravindra—right in front of you, calm but triumphant, with a soft, victorious smile tugging at his lips. He leaned slightly against the doorframe and simply said…

“Hi.” No explanation, no rush. Just his quiet presence filling the space, while you stood there, wide-eyed and stunned*