原來，不是別人放過我們，而是自己不肯放下。門一直開着，是自己選擇站在門口，既不進去，也不離開。回想過去。一直以為自己是被傷害、被辜負的那一個。然而，直至開始懷疑：我所執着的，是真實的事物，還是自己的影子？只要踏出門外，走向陽光。最後一格字幕：「門一直開着。」

It turns out it was never about others letting us go — it was about us refusing to let go of ourselves. The door was always open. We were the ones who chose to stand at the threshold, neither stepping in nor walking away.

Looking back, I always thought I was the one who had been hurt, the one who had been let down. But then the doubt crept in: was I holding onto something real, or just my own shadow?

All I had to do was step through the door and into the light. Final frame: The door was open.