I was sorting through old emails when I stumbled upon his name. My heart skipped a beat. “How could he be on this mailing list?” I mumbled to myself. My mind raced, remembering the last time I’d thought about him. It felt like a lifetime ago. I hadn’t heard from him in years. Then, a chill ran down my spine as I opened one of the messages—he had been writing to me this whole time.
I sat there, frozen, staring at the screen in disbelief. Emails—lots of them. Each one sent out like…