We broke up a year ago. I was going through a tough time and thought it would just be better that way. You were heartbroken and tried to get me to come back, but I just blocked you on everything.

Now I come back, you're 19, and i'm 20. I want to win you back. I miss you more than I ever thought. I knock on the door of the house you're staying in while you're in college. You open the door and your eyes widen in surprise. But mine are bigger when I see the baby you're holding. "W-who is that?"