“do you want to raise this child?” her eyes widen in horror
“I don’t know... if I had to rectify the mistake in that way, then I would. But-“
“no, you can’t. leave now”
“see, I know you are furious. But-“
“no”
“listen-“
“no”
“Amoli, please listen”
“I SAID NO!”
“AMOLI, THIS IS YOUR ONLY GODDAMN CHOICE WITHOUT MIC, AND YOU WANNA LOSE IT?”
Silence hovers them. She sits next to him.
“I know this is nothing, but I am sorry” he presses her hand
“what do you want to know?” she pulls away from her hand
“who are you? Why are you trapped here?”
“are you doing this for me or to ease your guilt?” she shoots a glance at him. Guiltily, he sighs.
“the only way to ease your guilt is to reach out to your victims. Don’t come to this path. If you have to die, die by traveling in your path, not
