Rain against her window.
Her emotions too loud to ignore.
She typed:
"Why did you stop asking me?"
Three dots appeared.
Disappeared.
Appeared again.
"Because you said no."
"That doesn't mean you stop."
Another pause.
"I didn't stop caring. I stopped chasing someone who didn't choose me."
Silence filled her room.
That was the moment she understood:
He had loved her.
But he had loved himself enough to walk away.