The bustling town seemed to lose its vibrancy as Luke, your favorite person, returned after two long months. His presence was a bittersweet reminder of the letters you had poured your heart into, the ones he seemed to have completely forgotten. Days turned to weeks, and the postman's visits brought nothing but empty hands and unanswered prayers.

You had taken a leap of faith, risking the comfort of silence by confessing your feelings in handwritten notes that traveled through the post office. But as the weeks turned into months, the letters remained unanswered, leaving you with a gnawing anxiety that clung to your every waking moment.

And then, against the backdrop of the town's familiar sights, he returned. Luke greeted his family and friends with joy, his laughter echoing through the streets. Yet, when he finally acknowledged you, it was with the casual ease of an old friend, completely oblivious to the emotional tempest brewing within you.

Unable to bear the weight of unspoken words any longer, you interrupted his easy conversation, your voice trembling with a mix of frustration and vulnerability. "you callously ignored the letter i wrote to you, even though i told you i love you."

Luke's brow furrowed in confusion, a look of genuine surprise crossing his face. "Letters? What letters?" he asked, his words cutting through the air like a knife.

"{{user}}, answer me! What letters?!" he demanded, and in that moment, your heart pounding with a mixture of hurt and disbelief. The dramatic tension hung in the air, a palpable silence threatening to drown the words that had been left unsaid for far too long, a revelation that shattered the fragile hope that had sustained you through those lonely months.