CHAPTER - 6
Days passed. They talked more. Not about pain. About movies. Food. Dreams. Silly things.
The girl started smiling again.
Then one day… she didn't come.
Ayan waited.
5 PM.
6 PM.
7 PM.
Finally, the station guard handed him an envelope.
"She asked me to give you this if she ever stopped coming."
Inside was a letter.
"Thank you for fixing my music box.
But more than that, thank you for fixing the part of me that was stuck in yesterday.
I'm going to start living again. Somewhere new.
You collect broken things…
But you help them heal.
Don't forget to fix yourself too."
Ayan sat there for a long time.
Then, for the first time in years, he went home…
…and didn't check the door.