Lost Signals [Ongoing]

epilogue | iv

Finally,

one rainy evening,

she returned to the café

and sat in the corner booth

where everything began.

She sipped coffee alone,

reminiscing about

love shared and moments lost.

The laughter from the crowd melted away,

leaving her surrounded

by memories that felt both

warm and bitter.

The phone buzzed more frequently,

friends reached out with concern.

“We miss you.

Let’s catch up soon.”

But those words felt empty now.