Robert stumbled forward, tears streaking down his face. His chest rose and fell in ragged gasps, his voice breaking as he pleaded, “Barbara, please… let me in. I’ve been searching for you for so long. Just one minute. One chance to explain.”I didn’t move. My hand clutched the door frame, but my heart was calm in a way it had never been with him before. His face—the one that once held all my hopes—no longer shook me.“Robert,” I said softly, almost gently, “you’re too late.”The words struck him like a physical blow. His body swayed, then collapsed, his knees slamming against the wooden steps with a hollow thud. He stayed there, hunched and trembling, his breath heavy and uneven, as if wrestling with the last shreds of his pride.“I was wrong,” he rasped, his voice hoarse, desperate. “I thought protecting you meant keeping you dependent, making you need me. But all I did was chain you, blind you to your own path.”I said nothing.His hands clenched into fists against the steps as he fo
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