Mia
I lie on my dorm bed, Liam on video chat, feeling the exhaustion of a long week melt away. I want to tell him everything—the stress, the excitement, the little victories—but my biggest fear creeps in.
“What if I’m too focused on school? What if we drift?” I ask quietly, almost afraid of the answer.
He smiles, patient and gentle, brushing an imaginary strand of hair from my face through the screen. “Mia… listen. Distance has taught us something. Love is about showing up. And I’ll show up. Always. No matter what. We’ll make it work.”
We spend hours planning visits, study breaks, and shared downtime—even small things like breakfast over video or sending little notes. It’s comforting, grounding. His voice is steady, a reminder that he’s my anchor, my constant, my choice.
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