That door is closed, and I have no intention of opening it again. If I had to convince myself that your silence wasn’t personal, that your disappearing act was just you “needing space,” I’m not falling for that again. I’ve learned that when someone truly cares, they don’t leave you guessing. They don’t leave you waiting. They don’t make you question where you stand. If I had to rebuild my confidence because you tore it down piece by piece, I would never let you near it again.