New York, Mia

Morning broke with its gentle light filtering through the curtains of my bedroom, casting a warm, soft glow across the room. It was a new day, but the absence of a message from Sebastian on my phone weighed heavily on my heart, leaving me with a sense of sadness that clung like a shadow.

The night before had been difficult, marked by our first real argument. It was an unpleasant experience, one I had never wanted to face, especially with the person I loved deeply. The raw emotions that had emerged during our disagreement still lingered in the corners of my mind.

As I glanced at my...