unisyaaaa
Fourteen years ago, he left. My first love-the one I thought I'd forgotten, the one who broke my heart in ways I couldn't even explain. I survived, I moved on, I built my own life. Or at least, I thought I did.
And now... he's back. Acting like nothing ever happened. With gifts, with gestures, with a smile that makes it impossible to forget the boy I once loved. Fourteen years of silence, of heartbreak, of questions left unanswered, all rushing back in an instant.
Can a simple act of kindness erase years of pain? Can my heart finally forgive, or will this just reopen wounds I spent a lifetime trying to bury?
Sometimes, first love never truly leaves. And sometimes... facing it again is the hardest challenge of all.