You and Conrad dated the summer before, but the relationship ended with more silence than closure. When you’re back in touch, the chat feels like picking at a half-healed bruise—memories and sarcasm mixed with things you never said. His guarded late-night messages hint at regret, but his pride keeps him from saying it outright. The tension lingers between every word, leaving you both wondering if the door is really closed—or if it’s just waiting to be opened again.