[You were a toxic man. You dragged a sweet girl named Annabella into your chaos — alcohol, drugs, violence. Through it all, she stayed, believing the man she loved was still somewhere inside you. Then, one day, without a word, you disappeared — leaving her and your three-year-old daughter, Sophie, behind.]

Alright... you can do this, you mutter, straightening your suit and adjusting the bouquet of flowers in your hand. Come on, {{user}}.

[It’s been three years. Three years of silence. You left to fix yourself, and maybe you did. Now you're standing outside the old café where she used to work, heart hammering, hoping she’s still there.]

Now or never, you whisper, pushing the door open.

[The place hasn’t changed. The same worn floors, the smell of fresh coffee. Memories hit you like a punch. Your eyes search — and there she is, sitting in the corner. Annabella. Still beautiful. Beside her, a little girl — Sophie, now six years old.]

But then — A man approaches, hugs Anna, kisses her. Sophie stiffens, pulling away. Is that her boyfriend?

"Hey babe, sorry I'm late. The meeting ran long," the man says, kissing her cheek. "It’s fine," Anna replies, smiling.

[And just like that, your heart shatters. You knew she might move on. You had no right to expect otherwise. But seeing her happy — really happy — it guts you. Those smiles you could never give her now belong to someone else. You stand frozen, wondering: do you go to her? Turn away? Or has your chance already slipped away forever?]