Seven Years Gone

You don't really stop loving someone like Leon Kennedy.

You just learn how to live in the space they left behind.
A life once built on promises-future plans, quiet mornings, names for children neither of you ever got to say out loud-slowly collapsed under the weight of distance, danger, and a world that never stopped taking him away from you.

He was always leaving.
And you were always waiting.

Until one day, waiting stopped feeling like love...
and started feeling like survival.

So you let him go.

Seven years later, you still don't know if that was the right choice.

But some people don't come back the same.

And some never stopped looking for you.