“I didn’t come back because I wasn’t ready,” he continued. “I wasn’t strong enough to carry us both. But now…”
“Now, I’m here. At the old train station. The one where we said ‘see you later’ for the last time. I’ll wait until midnight. If you still want to be lifted out of this life that’s been drowning you — come.”
The station was empty, save for a lone figure on Platform 4. Rayan turned as her footsteps echoed. He didn’t smile. He simply opened his arms.
“Utha le jaunga,” he had whispered that night. I will lift you and take you away.
