Mia Not everything is perfect. I’m stressed over a huge upcoming assignment. Liam sends a message teasing me about my over-caffeinated state, but I snap—more at the stress than him. The words are sharper than intended, and I immediately regret sending them. Later, I call him, voice shaking. “I overreacted,” I admit, feeling embarrassed. “I know,” he says softly, patient as ever. “Stress happens. We’ll handle it. Together.” We talk through it, unpacking the miscommunication. I tell him why I snapped; he explains his side with humor and care. We laugh at how silly it seems now, teasing each other for dramatics, and I feel a weight lift. Distance magnifies small tensions—it makes them seem insurmountable. But talking it through reminds me how strong our foundation is. It’s not just tru

