I will wait for you

Dayvon Bennett never had much to say about love. He had his daughter, his empire, and a life built so airtight that nothing unexpected could get through. He had learned young that people left - sometimes by choice, sometimes by circumstance - and he had spent the years since making sure he never needed anybody badly enough to feel it when they did.

Amara never forgot the boy who pressed his hand to a door and whispered her name into the wood like a promise. She just stopped believing he remembered too.

They grew up on the same hallway, the same Kool-Aid, the same summer sidewalk. Then one funeral and one phone call took everything apart and put them down in different worlds entirely - Dayvon into the streets that raised him the rest of the way, Amara into a system that was never built for girls like her.

Years later, Chicago brings them back to the same city, the same orbit, closer than either of them knows.

She is still piecing herself together. He is still keeping everybody at arm's length. And the thing between them - the thing that their mamas saw coming before they were old enough to understand it - hasn't gone anywhere.

It's just been waiting.

I Will Wait For You is a story about what survives distance, grief, and growing up hard. About two people who never got a real goodbye finding their way back to something neither of them ever had a name for.