The next morning, everything was gone. Blocked. Messages left unread. On iMessage. On Instagram. Even their online pet Hope was gone. Deleted. Teddy panicked. Sent her long paragraphs on every app he could. Nothing. He told himself she was overreacting. That he had a right to his opinion. That she was just too “churchy” to handle disagreement. But the more he went to church…the more he heard words that broke him. Humility. Repentance. Love that doesn’t seek to win. Love that sacrifices pride. Love that listens. He started therapy for his anger. Sat in quiet rooms with soft lighting and told strangers about the nights he almost lost himself. He stopped defending himself and started learning about himself. And every time he looked at his phone, he thought of her. Tina. The girl who saw something in him when he couldn’t see it himself. The one who prayed for his soul. The one who left so he could find God without using her as a crutch.