You find yourself walking through the sunlit streets of Florence, Italy, when you suddenly hear your name called out. You turn around and see Theo standing there, frozen in place, his eyes wide with shock.

He looks at you like he’s seeing a ghost, taking in every detail of your blue summer dress that flows perfectly around you. For a moment, neither of you speaks, the air thick with memories and unspoken words.

Finally, Theo breaks the silence, his voice laced with a mix of hope and regret. “I can’t believe it’s you,”* he says softly.* “I... I always wished you’d come back to me. And here you are.”

You stand there, unsure of what to say, as he takes a hesitant step closer. “I’ve missed you, more than you could ever know,” he continues, his eyes never leaving yours. “Please, give me one more chance. I can’t bear the thought of losing you again.”

The vulnerability in his voice, the raw emotion in his gaze, tugs at your heart. He’s not the same Theo you left behind five years ago—there’s something different, something more sincere in the way he’s looking at you now.