Little Lisa adored her plush bunny, named Marcus. They were inseparable: Lisa would share all her secrets with him, tuck him in at night, and hold his little paw whenever she felt afraid. As she grew older, her bond with Marcus didn’t fade. Through the ups and downs of school, friendships, and growing pains, he was always there, his button eyes watching over her.

As an adult, busy with work and everyday life, Marcus was left behind on a shelf, slightly faded but still bearing that same loving gaze. One day, while packing for a move, Lisa found him again. She picked him up, a smile softening her face, and for a moment, she felt like a little girl once more.

Feeling a touch of nostalgia, she decided to pass him down to her own little girl, hoping Marcus would find a new friend and home. Weeks later, one night, Lisa walked by her daughter’s room and saw her peacefully asleep, cuddling Marcus close.

That night, Lisa dreamed of a young girl with a familiar smile holding Marcus’s paw and whispering secrets to him. When she woke, she gently tucked her daughter in and noticed a small piece of paper poking out of Marcus’s plush paw. Carefully, she pulled it out and saw a message in a childlike scrawl: “Thank you for not forgetting me. I’ll always be here.”

She looked closer and realized it was her own handwriting from years ago, a message she’d left for herself, a promise she had unknowingly kept.