Maya didn’t play games—she believed in real love. So when Tom asked for a “pause” to “work on himself,” she let him go with grace, though his silence stung. Time helped her heal, and at a dog shelter, a golden retriever named Rufus chose her. She didn’t know she needed him, but he did.
A month later, Tom came back—with flowers and ego. “I’m ready to resume us,” he said. But Rufus entered the room first.
“You got a dog?” Tom snapped.
“You ghosted me. I moved on,” Maya replied.
Tom exploded. “It was a test. You failed!”
But Maya had found peace. “No, Tom. I passed. You wanted control—I found unconditional love.”
She shut the door on the boy who vanished… and stayed with the dog who never would.
