She hadn’t loved like that in years. Not because she didn’t want to, but because loving him once had taken everything. Then she saw him again. No words. No warning. Just a glance that reopened every wound and reignited a fire she thought had finally burned out. He looks at her with regret and desire, she looks at him with anger and love, and suddenly the years between them feel meaningless. They’re not young anymore. The kids are grown. The past still hurts, but maybe, just maybe, now is the time to be brave. Or maybe this is the moment that breaks them for good.