Eight years later, the oral surgeon encounters him again as he arrives with another woman. She believes their lives, like parallel lines, briefly crossed and diverged forever—a story long concluded. Yet, on a sweltering August night, he rings her doorbell, pressing her with relentless questions: "Have you thought of me all these years?" "Do you still care?" demanding she say it aloud. Almost against her will, she whispers the admission: "Yes. I have."
