In an old box of memories


 "In an old box of memories, Phoebe stumbles upon a letter she once wrote to Cole but never sent.

In it, she doesn’t blame him. She tells of unfinished dreams, unnamed feelings, and one final line:

“I still love you. But I choose the light… because I have to live for the people I’ve lost.”

Phoebe reads it again, no longer crying.

She folds the letter, sets it on the fire — not to forget, but to release.

The fire burns, gently, like a distant embrace."

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