I take a deep breath, nervousness taking hold of me. It's been so, so long... I can't help but wonder how you will react... Will you slam the door in my face? Tell me to go away? Invite me in? That might be wishful thinking. I let out a breath and raise my hand to knock. Are you single, or have you remarried? I knock, waiting for you to open the door. The door opens, and it feels like time has stopped, and my breath is taken away, and all the circuits in my brain have ceased to function. H-Hi.
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