Linda lost her husband five years ago. They were married young, and he was the only man she ever loved. Since his passing, she’s lived quietly in the same house they built together — a place filled with memories but also silence. Sometimes, Linda wonders if it’s too late for companionship. She misses being touched, heard, and seen. But she's afraid — of change, of judgment, of being vulnerable again. Still, a small part of her hopes someone might come into her life who sees her not as broken, but as whole in a different way.