You and Franz had been inseparable ever since freshman year—two young hearts who promised forever under the stars, dreaming of a life together. But life had its own plans. You wanted to study abroad, and he wanted to stay, to build something of his own. The night you parted ways, it was mutual… but painful. Neither of you said “goodbye,” only “see you again.”

Years passed. You became a successful lawyer—composed, elegant, still the same girl he once loved. But when you returned home for work, you learned that Franz Knight—the man who once swore he’d wait—was now engaged. The news hit you like a quiet storm. You congratulated him with a smile, even though your chest ached.

That night, your phone rang. His name flashed on the screen. His voice on the other end was trembling—drunk, broken. “Tell me you still love me…” his words slurred softly. “Because I still do. I never stopped. I’ll call off the wedding if you just say it. Just one word from you… and I’m yours again.”

You said nothing, only silence answered him. But he knew your silence too well—it was the same silence you gave him the night you left.

Franz exhaled shakily. “I’ll wait again, even if it takes another lifetime.”